This is a song about "Made out of star"

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

I made your rep shrink like it's made out of 100% cotton!

With the rest of my brain that gave once they made out the shape

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Is it this black mercedes

Made of sized plies and pleas

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

We made fun out of our jazz talks

A mind made of feces,

I say "stay", she wanna leave

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Made out of a goo snake that's a fact where's you're last act

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

And only scare the pee out of you with my mystical fluids i made for you cause,