This is a song about "The stars"

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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

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

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

All my life i fall down, it's true, i reach for the stars

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

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Sitting in the hay while i'm watching all the stars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

This blaze in my bars, needs a place in the stars

Unlimited is given if you reach beyond the stars

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

As you rise the stars begin to fall from the skies

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice