This is a song about "Pole vaulting"

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

Ran into the beat, harder than smackin' a pole

Before i 221 beat you with a fuckin' steel pole

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

Till it overflows and gets you higher than a totem pole

Weight of the world on up a tent pole

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Climb the pole grab that rope and come back whole/

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

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

Me , top of the flag pole u half mast

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

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

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll