This is a song about "Paper stars"

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I leave em frettin more than rock stars

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Sometimes you can't fix shit by wishes on stars.

Everyone has heard of the stars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Your seeing stars, spangled

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

I have no diamond whites like all these mindless stars,

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Stars interlock, faster then a shot

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for