This is a song about "Cuddly bear"

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

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

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting

And getting money is the song i sing

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

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

But that's not my cross to bear.

Might as well prepare

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

And dangle him by his tail while i feed him to a grizzly bear.

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

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

She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear

A life where we don't need no welfare

Jesus look through my sins, press down on my cuddly throttle

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal