This is a song about "Stare at me"

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

So try to stare at the sky, i'll be smiling at you, bitch...

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

He better stare down at his watch and nod as his airplane stops

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

"smells like dope" they'd tell me, i'd just stare at them zoned out

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

But all you do is stare at me

Wake up vexed stare at the stairs

Sweet, okay makes sense

So i stare right back at it

I'm on my own shit

Got the police bustin' at me/

And my kick game beyond crazy