This is a song about "The spirit bear"

Is that smoky the bear?

Like they not gon' stare

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Give us the spirit of mandela

I try to tell them i'm one of the

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

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Bet it's hurtin to bear with the mucus and paper burning in there

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

The centrepiece of spirit, hence i speak coherent,

But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth, grin and bear it

You never play with young boys cause they never private

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

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably