This is a song about "Pooh bear"

I doubt you could read even winnie the pooh,

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Now where the fuck is pedo bear when you need him,

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

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

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

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere