This is a song about "Bear out"

Find your fucking confidence like a growling bear.

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

And that's word to my nigga bad boy

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

He only knows his masturbation, can't bear no blame

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

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Sit back and bear witness of my plans to disfigure

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Graves bear those names, and he died a soldier/