Poles.

All these broken hearts on that pole
Man, if pole dancers are art you know how many fuckin’ artists I know
Got some new bills in the mail
Got some big favours I owe
Got some good things ahead of me
When these bad bitches let go

Walk your broken heart through that door
Sit yo sexy ass on that couch
Wipe that lipstick off of your mouth

She in love with my crew
She said make enough so I can try some
I thought taking drugs jus’ aint you
Yeah girl, just be you