This is a song about "Death stare"

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

But all you can do is stare

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

Meanwhile we see a window opening, stare out,

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

All your friends will stare and drool

If we ain't right and always at the throats

He's has a mean stare but usually crack's jokes

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

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare