This is a song about "Stars dogs"

Heard the sound of several gun shots

From stars maybe even mars

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

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Say bye bye to her

You trap stars, i’m rhodes scholar

My dream is to chill with all of the stars

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Sick of these flees jockin me, seem to be dogs with malaria!

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh