This is a song about "Trying hard writing my own raps to be a star"

With the goons i spar

And could i be a star

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

Bitches cling similar to a star fish on my arm which

Know give me a head start

Knowing you trying to hard

With blood i'm writing my own chapter/

Then the stars don't even matter

Young rich white kids thinkin one day they'll be a star, fuck that, they're gonna fall hard

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

I got finesse in possession, u rookie writing raps my profession

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I never thought i'd be a super star

The things they say went a little too far

Writing raps so well i deserve my own biography, i mean i already have a documentary,

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy