This is a song about "Polo shirts"

I wear a polo hat

Baby all i do is rap

You're sporting a polo watch but you aint got no money to pay the tab

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Basically these basic bitches crop shirts til they're not covering

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Polo draws to package up my package while i'm packin in this passage

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

Orts ill deep throat your mum with a polo and make it taste menthol

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

They don't have the guts to spit the rhymes,tearing my shirts has got their lines,

Yo bitches beggin she can see my polo draws

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss