This is a song about "Polar ice caps"

Ice cream or vanilla,

A criminal grind nigga

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Even ice, i , c , e

Caps half full mine always filled with battle

Be the ocean, where i unravel

I can get straight to the cash

With shards of ice and glass

These niggas is locked in caps like keyboards, need to bust a,

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Go harder when i'm angry, shift keys shootin all caps

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats