This is a song about "Icey pole"

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

She be going crazy round the pole like it's a fuck fest

The street light was lit on the wrong pole;i drift in the depths of dark

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

But a pole position you couldn't hold, not even your own wooden bone

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

It's apart of her goal

Flows, imported from north pole

People call me coldhearted, i'm even icey when it's sunny

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

Till it overflows and gets you higher than a totem pole

Me , top of the flag pole u half mast

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Mentally losing control, taken the pole,