This is a song about "Boufannt bear"

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

My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name

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

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Graves bear those names, and he died a soldier/

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

I ain't scared of you it's like i'm a bear versus you a hare

Maestronomical the name i wear and bear with honor

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Like the idea of miley's bear being "cute and cuddly".

I should have known from the start boy

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