This is a song about "Bipolar looser"

But i ain't bi-polar!

I pipe in and one night her

They'd tell you i'm some bipolar, steroid user

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Bipolar, i'm manic

I grew up there what a looser,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

She say boy you bipolar

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

You're just a fuckin' looser, weirdo, or maybe a pervert.

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

Think i'm bipolar, and moreover/

And the streets is getting colder

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Slap the shit out of the abuser and let him know his a punk ass looser