This is a song about "Polar b"

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

Imma take over new b

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

Trying to catch me riding dirty

First name dizzy last name b

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

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

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

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

I don't need no props b/

To them it's just a story