This is a song about "Work bar"

The engine in back of my car

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

Just listen to this bar,

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

I guzzle up at the bar

6 o's pay for my car

That bitch was racist, got me fired

People around are doing their work

See, i like the person that you are

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

I walk into the fuckin bar

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar