This is a song about "Flare"

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

I am aware of her fair flare, and that bare skin ready to ensnare

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

Watchin' cares flare up in the air like i asked 'em to leave

Cause when i flare it like staring death in the eyes before you say you're goodbyes,

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Flare call sendin out like we got some problems

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

The love affair with arrogant flare is not as common as thought.