This is a song about "Big stars"

Your seeing stars, spangled

If you ever feel alone and

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Unlimited is given if you reach beyond the stars

I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

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

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Fast lives inside shiny cars, buyin' bars out when we stars,

Even though in nola we either ball or give rhyme stars,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Everyone has heard of the stars

I be murdering bars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Even though in nola we either ball or give rhyme stars,