This is a song about "Adam stares conservative future loughborough"

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

We don't trust no one american, conservative or libertarian,

Now the army suit's cute with my chocolate airs

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster

She stares at his glare thinking about her dead beat father

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

The dirty looks, and the jealous stares.

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Menacing stares, he glares makin' the hairs all on the back of your neck stand

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

Conservative shit but the losers is striking we stay where the kites retaliate

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make