This is a song about "Polar ice caps melting"

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

And not just the shit about busting caps

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Must of forgot, aint we supposed to be a melting pot?

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

But i ain't bi-polar!

Show respect to your elders and police, take off your caps

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Show respect to your elders and police, take off your caps

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

That was mine, now it's time, you'll get locked in caps,