This is a song about "Moon and stars"

Of the future stars and distinguish the difference between the

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

To the moon, and not owe anyone, boy, cuz boy, thats just what the fuck i do.

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I looked up to the stars past mars and thought what an atrocity..

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

And truth be told, only shooting stars can break the mold

Imma look at the stars,

Watching for hollow-tip shots

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo