This is a song about "We bare bears"

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

Forever strapped to this lesser bare chair i'm seated in

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

And another in the sentence that bears "word",

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it

Haven't it already bare in the common thief

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Despite all his wrongs, i love the guy bare,

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

Committed with my two bare hands to make a resistance,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Talking bare skin cause i was shirtless when that shit occurred