stare

my glare is in fear of leer
there you stare, come here
to lust and all things that must come
the sky may weigh a ton but it's our only fun
high is our new state of mind
gin is our new drinking kind
hard and nasty in many ways
probably cause they're always blazed
buzzin here, buzzin there
got no morality to line fear of leer
so when you stare, they won't care
fear of leer is nothing here.

I'm in the south where it's okay to run your mouth
the human kind speak what on their mind
spit it to fit it
smoke it to choke it
1.2.3. dont fold it, hold it