This is a song about "Music and stars"

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Music and writing were my only friends

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

We’re not mindless stars with shining cars and diamonds white,

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

And baby we could carve our names into the stars

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

The things that i can see, so many flashing stars and lights

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

With my head in the stars, and just not in the game

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars