This is a song about "Striper pole"

Ran into the beat, harder than smackin' a pole

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Mentally losing control, taken the pole,

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Till it overflows and gets you higher than a totem pole

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Hack that with an ax tie you to a pole light light that in spite of that i'm vulgar

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Climb the pole grab that rope and come back whole/

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

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Before i 221 beat you with a fuckin' steel pole