This is a song about "Death stare"

Jt: fuck each others moms

And they can't help but stare, cause

Grow older, closer to death.

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

All your friends will stare and drool

That's the sound of my tool

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

What you getting is death

Wish i could shed all these tears

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Wake up vexed stare at the stairs

A coward dies a thousand deaths

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

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes