This is a song about "We bare bears"

Brawling beefy boars beastly black bears burly bison and unbridled bucking broncos

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

We clouds from a spliff, touting and spouting quips off the bare tops

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Committed with my two bare hands to make a resistance,

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Had to bare it all, and continue

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Haven't it already bare in the common thief

Your fucking skinnier than the bare branches on a dying tree,

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Boxed a square but his still bare

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air