This is a song about "Meet me under the stars"

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

My dream is to chill with all of the stars

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Scii ain't aiming for the stars

Bitch got all them booty shots

I'll always see her face when i look to the stars

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

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

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

I work well under pressure, catch me on the measure

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her