This is a song about "Music and stars"

They wince at pop music and stop stupid

And my momma keep smoking that shit

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Found a peaceful home with my poetry and music

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Who life was for music and the road

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

And when you look up at night you'll see me in the stars

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Try to reach for stars with every bar and fuckin verse i yell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

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