This is a song about "Rock stars"

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Stars become fiction, bars become prisms

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Sometimes you can't fix shit by wishes on stars.

I leave em frettin more than rock stars

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

From stars maybe even mars

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

I got more hats than the sky's got stars

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

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Your seeing stars, spangled

And bijies like im out and

I have no diamond whites like all these mindless stars,

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