This is a song about "Glare"

As i glare on the scene

Tell a bitch lean

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

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

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Chillin like a villain got my red eye glare

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

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

She stares at his glare thinking about her dead beat father

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

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

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

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire