This is a song about "Chuck taylors all stars"

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Stars become fiction, bars become prisms

Bizarro, my carro, i borrowed from chuck

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

And mine somewhere bout mars

I keep my gaze glanced on stars

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Stars interlock, faster then a shot

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

To be trucker's to chuck

2 girls 1 cup

You know...you know who you are

Then the stars don't even matter