This is a song about "Red stars"

White rappers make it quicker if we talk like stars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

When bret hart meet brett farve

Scii ain't aiming for the stars

Y’all only in it for the cars

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Kushed up and my eye red

Probably die getting some head

I leave em frettin more than rock stars

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Stars become fiction, bars become prisms

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

My dream is to chill with all of the stars

Niggas is working forever my bars

Everyone has heard of the stars