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

Hope my city is not too far

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

Keep it real and trill, all of you, love y'all, be a star!

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

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

The things they say went a little too far

''track star'' run real quick bitch like a track star

Cause you love me, call me daddy

I'm a be what i fucken wanna be

You wait and see little old me will be a star you’ll see, me on my world tour,

Amir, the creator of the site, but somethin ain't right. makes me question how legit your

Get into pop even nicki, minaj with her roman follower/ not me i wanna be a prodigy/

Coming at each other's throats so perfectly just like how every lock has it's own individual key.

Baby one day you'll be a star

You get close but no cigar