This is a song about "The bar"

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

It was low but now i raised the bar

Destiny approaches, above the bar rippin quotas

Together all the timethought it was true love

The underdog of the underground has come far

Wearin’ my lees, i’ma bend the ply bar

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

No good. never try too hard though, running my game cross the street to the bar

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

U can try raising the bar but im passin the bar like a lawyer because,

While yo bitch ass caught up in the bar

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

By the fire in my desire to raise the bar higher