This is a song about "Wanna be a pop star"

And so be it, if i have to, then i'll make myself a lone star,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

We got joey bada$$ and man, he'll soon be a star,

I wanna be a bigger better beat buster

And then along came the wrong man for her

Baby one day you'll be a star

Your music in the car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

// [you're a... rock star]

Sience say i'm already a star

You get close but no cigar

Little girl magic, truth be told, a star in the fold

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

I wanna be a star

Well, that's what you are