This is a song about "Chuck taylors all stars"

To be trucker's to chuck

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

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

Now go get your boyfriend chuck

I thought it'd get better but

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Sometimes you can't fix shit by wishes on stars.

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

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Everyone has heard of the stars

Talkin' bout lights, but where did all the stars go

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

I thought i recognized her

You trap stars, i’m rhodes scholar