This is a song about "The fault in our stars"

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Are all the disney stars corrupted

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

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

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

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

Scii ain't aiming for the stars

Then the stars don't even matter

I think it excited her

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

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Say it's all your fault while the ground engraved your sour look.

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

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

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks