This is a song about "Stare at me"

They won't talk to me, they just stare as if they don't care

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Sweet, okay makes sense

Wake up vexed stare at the stairs

That's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

Sometimes i just sit back relax and stare at the skies

Look me in the eye asshole not with that ran off stare

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Who won't make it into heaven so they stare at the gates

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades