This is a song about "Staring across the room"

Staring in the mirror i wipe the tears from my eyes

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Broadcasted across the nation with patience/

I'm tryna fuck the shit out your aspirations

Grenade showers spit across the battlefield

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

Too busy staring into the pictures ‘n films,

Won't run out anytime soon

Step back to the dressing room

Buff gorilla in the room

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain