This is a song about "Muscle bears"

Ain't nothing here minimal

I then gained a little muscle

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Got mo honey than a forest with a billiooon bears

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

So before i go, you should harvest food

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

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

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

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Of which we lack muscle.