歌词
Shooting stars, burning up in flames
When they hit the souls of mischief atmosphere chasing fame
See they came and went in a millisecond
If you didn't catch them man they running the same
It's so mundane
They start off really flashy
But soon they get axed with the apache tomahawk
Slammed to the mat
Superfly strucka a nukka for tryna rap like that
Up the microphone so we can scrap, uhh