This is a song about "Polar"

But i ain't bi-polar!

Huh, i can't interpret her

Cold like the polar vortex, i got wicked frees (freeze)

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

All my homies sayin damn bruh you bu polar

When they twist and talk with they fingers

I give a polar bear shivers

Adam sandler, verses that'll rip your face off like a polar bear

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

So as we melt the polar caps

I got a cold heart and you're in my sights so here comes the polar front

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend