This is a song about "Muscle bears"

Got mo honey than a forest with a billiooon bears

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Brawling beefy boars beastly black bears burly bison and unbridled bucking broncos

I go hard like a muscle my raps'll leave you puzzled

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

And another in the sentence that bears "word",

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone