This is a song about "Polar ears"

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

I'm tired of all the bullshit going through my ears

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

This isn't the first time we perked their ears up,

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

My head keeps spinning and ears keep ringing

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Accept to perfect, you should get ya ears checked

Listen to my lyrics till it makes your ears bleed,

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

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

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

So as we melt the polar caps