This is a song about "Polar seas"

Way of seas/ when in america you can flee/ but there was a

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Lets creep, lets greet whilst debts wean into depths of seas,

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

All my homies sayin damn bruh you bu polar

I got something you've been waiting for

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

I regurgitate rap like drinkin soupy water from the seas

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Im partin seas, and parts of me is insane

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting

Been over seas more times than the british when

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them