This is a song about "Pawn stars"

Jus a pawn in dis game,

Through all the rain and the pain

Imma look at the stars,

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Everyday a star is born

Got some fresh dug gold, that imma pawn,

Stars become fiction, bars become prisms

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

I leave em frettin more than rock stars

And mine somewhere bout mars

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Got those 7 digits from your mom at the pawn/

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

Then the stars don't even matter

I'm gettin discouraged with her