This is a song about "Muscle bears"

I woulda done anything for my own

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

That just makes them a nobody, a failure as an individual,

I was going to go hard on you but i'm not even using any muscle.

Face it you're toast, we know his heart is his softest muscle

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

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

I'm that lion of the jungle with the nicest of fighters muscle

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

Of which we lack muscle.

Ain't nothing here minimal