This is a song about "Glare"

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

When they really don't care but just stare and they glare

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Write in my spare time, gold chain that's glare time.

And now these hoes are on my line

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Real dared and clear as i glare and tear subjectively into your thighs

As i glare on the scene

It's roc nation, this my team

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

She stares at his glare thinking about her dead beat father

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

When you're with me he can't dare to stain in ma face nor glare

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Chillin like a villain got my red eye glare