This is a song about "Drop bear"

Is that smoky the bear?

I'm love stoned and i could swear

At the top/. make it drop,/

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

I drop philosophies,

That'll do anything that i please

Stare a more sawed off strap bear a chore called from mad

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

For 9 years in spain had the time share

She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear

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

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

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

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

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting

My sister and them, all my niggas listening