This is a song about "Your bar"

Every bar is monumental

So pretentious with no potential

She prayed on me passing that bar

I'm a fucking rap star

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Tweak the bar, swap the verb

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

They judge you for your life style while they drink away their problems at the bar

The engine in back of my car

Cause i'm raising the bar

It's my lyrics, my music, i'm the crafter and composer bar

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

She is far bizarre

Drunken bastard from a bar

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

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar