This is a song about "Polar bear"

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

But that's not my cross to bear.

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

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

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

I need guidance in my life sometimes hustle is hard to bear

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

Sit back and bear witness of my plans to disfigure