This is a song about "The stars"

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

And truth be told, only shooting stars can break the mold

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

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

These are just some of the things that keep the stars beaming

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

I changed the stars on the flag into crosses

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

Unlimited is given if you reach beyond the stars

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Tryna find myself letting the stars show me

Sb nike's, with the grey box

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

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

My dream is to chill with all of the stars