This is a song about "World of the stars"

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Everyone has heard of the stars

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Reality of my life rise on the east with stars i align

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

It's a sign of the massive climb we face, aiming for the stars their minds are brave

She wanted to fight at first

I stand on top of the world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

I ain't got knowledge of the world

He informs rappad all about the different dangers of the world

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

We're the tip-top of hip-hop, breed rhyme stars,