This is a song about "Stars and galaxy"

Of the future stars and distinguish the difference between the

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

And bijies like im out and

Your seeing stars, spangled

Imma look at the stars,

Watching for hollow-tip shots

I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Scii ain't aiming for the stars

Y’all only in it for the cars

Then the stars don't even matter

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

With my head in the stars, and just not in the game

And reflect on the rap game, i came