This is a song about "Bear sex"

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

All the girls wanna have sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

You would bet on malcolm sex

They can’t fuck with ya boy

Go play with your sex toy

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting

There'd still be niggas out killing

And we havin' rough sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

Find your fucking confidence like a growling bear.

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

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare