This is a song about "Star ships"

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Sinkin' ships are dying, we participated in past movements,

6 o's pay for my car

Runnin shit like a track star,

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

'bout to get my other car

The engine in back of my car

Im just another shinin star

Leaving 50 ton ships fucken capsized

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

It's moe, all i need is more chips

The fire spitter, he sinks ships

This harbour's run for trading ships with kiss 'em redemption

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

She prayed on me passing that bar

So say hello to the new star