This is a song about "Lean polo caps emotions"

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Tongue's packed with some lyrics that'll shoot off caps

I just know what you mean

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

And i sip on the lean

And i put you on the team

Girls always playing games with emotions

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

But by now, im on face book crying with all caps

Without the sound of guns

The aura of my emotions

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

So as we melt the polar caps

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

I could be busting caps instead, go celebrate!