This is a song about "How to stare"

When i declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Thinking about how to do this and how not to lose it

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

How we yet to find solace

Trying to get back to this thing called love

And got her room number, you can find me there

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Of a penance stare to a decadent to grant him death by recompense

So i stare right back at it

I'mma sign that work and release that