This is a song about "Star ward"

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

Don't go to far

Young money, d-town's all star

I don’t care where ya are

And could i be a star

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

There's a joker on the loose from the psychiatric ward

From greater algiers all the way out to the ninth ward,

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

My words are holy water they'll baptise sin and ward evil,

Every day, a star is born,

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

6 o's pay for my car

Baby one day you'll be a star