This is a song about "Stars tonight"

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

I don't want to think of it tonight.

That's how we make it right

Can i hit you up tonight

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Stars become fiction, bars become prisms

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Stars interlock, faster then a shot

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

And just an advice quit tonight,

Bitch got all them booty shots

Everyone has heard of the stars