This is a song about "Paper stars"

I keep my gaze glanced on stars

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

I'll always see her face when i look to the stars

I got more hats than the sky's got stars

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

I chill now, cop a lil' ice later

You never tasted paper

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I leave em frettin more than rock stars

You trap stars, i’m rhodes scholar

Well, that's what you are

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Scii ain't aiming for the stars

Your seeing stars, spangled

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and