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

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

I'd shoot for the moon but i'm too busy gazing at stars

You'll meet the real me, the black side of me, the oxygen igniting that flame

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

And it rules everything around them

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Everyone has heard of the stars

And my kick game beyond crazy

I withstand the truth that is under me