This is a song about "Layin watchin stars"

When bret hart meet brett farve

Scii ain't aiming for the stars

I like my girls skinny with brains

Mind in a daze, watchin' the planes

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I keep my gaze glanced on stars

Oh your friends are sick

Layin here just flickin my bic

I got the right to be cocky

Layin his life for the cause, kamikaze

Watchin bratz movies till noon

I need a little room

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Are all the disney stars corrupted

So i'm layin' this verses, doin' this rhymes

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive