This is a song about "Rap stars"

When bret hart meet brett farve

From stars maybe even mars

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

I'd shoot for the moon but i'm too busy gazing at stars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Fast lives inside shiny cars, buyin' bars out when we stars,

My friend's father got shot, it was homicide, he would see stars,

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

Everyone has heard of the stars

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

I leave em frettin more than rock stars

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Even though in nola we either ball or give rhyme stars,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops