This is a song about "Star gazing"

Marijuana got me spacing and gazing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

You get close but no cigar

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

6 o's pay for my car

// [you're a... rock star]

I don’t care where ya are

// [you're a... rock star]

Pales the stars with that look when she's gazing , this is

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

The engine in back of my car

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

She prayed on me passing that bar

I wanna be a star

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

I saw you for the last time, eyes gazing at mine