This is a song about "Spirit bear"

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting

I only got one rule, no kissing

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

About god the father, jesus the son and the holy spirit.

Where there’s minimal conscience and there’s thousands of choppers

Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars

Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

I will crush this timid misfit with my lifted spirit

I am transforming, into a rap spirit,

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Believing the screens or anything there

She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

To bring devilish destruction upon a customers spirit