This is a song about "Written in the stars"

Everyone has heard of the stars

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

Sitting in the hay while i'm watching all the stars

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

Written in blood on the wall

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I got 10 million dollars, written in the wrong tense

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

I move the line of scrimmage with every line written,

My nature, its all love, that's how that shit be goin

Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-

Then the stars don't even matter

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer