This is a song about "Bear mace"

She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Might as well prepare

But that's not my cross to bear.

My swag's fresh as toothpaste, burning eyes like it's mace

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

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

With handfuls of razor blades i'm cleaning you with mace

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

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

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Spray your face with mace till you start to see space

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

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