This is a song about "Stars"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

My friend's father got shot, it was homicide, he would see stars,

Unlimited is given if you reach beyond the stars

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

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

Niggas is working forever my bars

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

I'd shoot for the moon but i'm too busy gazing at stars

My dream is to chill with all of the stars

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Everyone has heard of the stars

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

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

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

I got more hats than the sky's got stars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops