This is a song about "Connah brooks"

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

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

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

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

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Graves bear those names, and he died a soldier/

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

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Stand outter? got that right,

You should spend the night

I can't stand the temperature,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Zone 1, sosa rolled, stand up

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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