This is a song about "Scream polo"

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

I'm missing out on making everybody scream "whoa!"

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

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

That one makes me wanna scream

I got a dollar and a dream

Get you high, keep it on the low

V-neck polo, horse be the logo

I wear a polo hat

Make the fingers snap

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Makin me scream profanity

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

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

The reason why your bitch wants me to make her scream

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green