This is a song about "No stars in the sky"

And now the present got you struggling

From the sky , u study in fucking

When bret hart meet brett farve

Imma look at the stars,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Sees the sky in nine dimensions

A sniper-rifleman , 2 shots your in the sky,

Revelations say you either fry or fly

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

You cant stop me im too high in the sky

Tears that our fore fathers cry

I shine like something in the sky

Your up in the sky a shining star,

See, i like the person that you are

I started off humble beginning no the sky is my

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why