This is a song about "Reaching for the stars"

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

Built on most high, because i'm a die reaching for that limelight/

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Your lyrics got me reaching for some asshole itching cream.

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Everyone has heard of the stars

Reaching the top i lay my hand on the gate.

At an extremly alarming rate

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

So i sit here in my room unsigned, waiting for the stars to align on my dream,

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Reaching for dreams and i didn't know what they mean, so high i needed a trampoline

"they aren't suiting" he said, missing shots for the stars like he's shooting for bed

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

You pull up in parking lots

Imma look at the stars,