This is a song about "Twinkle twinkle little stars"

From stars maybe even mars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Unlimited is given if you reach beyond the stars

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I got more hats than the sky's got stars

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,

Everyone has heard of the stars

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

My friend's father got shot, it was homicide, he would see stars,

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

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

Sometimes you can't fix shit by wishes on stars.

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops