This is a song about "Aiming for the stars"

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

And baby we could carve our names into the stars

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

All my life i fall down, it's true, i reach for the stars

Not aiming for big fame

And my niggas all the same

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Everyone has heard of the stars

Am aiming for the light

Don't worry just done get inside

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

That's what he's aiming for, population control you see.