This is a song about "Baby bear"

Parents treat me like a baby

But five years from now i bet she see

I need guidance in my life sometimes hustle is hard to bear

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

Adam sandler, verses that'll rip your face off like a polar bear

Stare a more sawed off strap bear a chore called from mad

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

I'm always rockin', never stoppin', devastatin' rappin' lady

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

But that's not my cross to bear.

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare