This is a song about "Pole dancers"

This shit has got my soul

Flows, imported from north pole

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

#mythical beasts feastin with devil dancers, slay em with ease, im bombin their embassy

But a pole position you couldn't hold, not even your own wooden bone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

Catch bitches like i'm fishin with a fuckin brass pole

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

We gotta get back to what really matters

They link dancers and obey masters like captors

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Juggernaut pole vaulting to fame like actors

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Till it overflows and gets you higher than a totem pole