This is a song about "5 stars"

Or run through a pothole at two in the morning

5. walk over rappers like laminate flooring,

You can disown him or stone him

More than 5 blunts in rotation

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Your seeing stars, spangled

Scii ain't aiming for the stars

Bitch got all them booty shots

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

White rappers make it quicker if we talk like stars

And baby we could carve our names into the stars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Sitting in the hay while i'm watching all the stars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props