This is a song about "Polo jumpman guns"

Guess they ran out of options

Without the sound of guns

My polo cost ends, and bitch i'm dolo, fuck friends, so all who dont know

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Still aint no solo dolo just rockin the new apparel polo

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

But i dont carry guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Artillery weak with guns

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence