Analysis of "on my star"

Hey there little girl,
time for me to trip through,
walk onto the hearts stage,
sing without a care.

Tearing up my fear,
I'm going to show them,
going to rock them all,
keep them close to roll.

In one year they'll scream,
cry out my name, it's done,
spit, it's all about the game.
It's written on dreams.

Dreams that came and went,
flew from my fingertips,
for you, I'll do it all,
for you to get through.