This is a song about "Losing the stars"

Tryna find myself letting the stars show me

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

This blaze in my bars, needs a place in the stars

Bitch got all them booty shots

Imma look at the stars,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

And baby we could carve our names into the stars

Niggas is working forever my bars

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

We losing freedom, and that's why i'm into the game

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Then the stars don't even matter

Not a rapper, i’m a raptor