This is a song about "Yogi bear"

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

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

Mount you like a trophy, i'm the grizzly to your yogi

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

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

I give a polar bear shivers

Let's enjoy our younger years

Stare a more sawed off strap bear a chore called from mad

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Sit back and bear witness of my plans to disfigure

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

Columbus, holla at ya boy