This is a song about "Tf north band"

Ride with me even when scared- join my 'band' like ring fingers.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

North cold or south cold, can't really make up my mind

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch//

They vaguely decipher my language

Open up your contacts then scroll

Flows, imported from north pole

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band