This is a song about "Magic stars"

Oppose/ enemies with long lost forbidden magic

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

I leave em frettin more than rock stars

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

I'm magic, better than dynamo.

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Even a little hocus pocus magic

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Your seeing stars, spangled

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Then the stars don't even matter

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,