This is a song about "Beany"

My life was full of bitterness

A lovely outer surface

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Full of futile exercises, for a future full of bars

Boot full of the ounces

And men'll chase love

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Now where the fuck is pedo bear when you need him,

Is that smoky the bear?

Let me hear that beat, air

A book full of blank pages

Always knew where the pot was

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

And dangle him by his tail while i feed him to a grizzly bear.

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

Grab your nighty night, nighty night, night bear