This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I walk across the road and walk up the steps

If your man can't keep up wit you

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

And her smile lit up the room

And we gone to the moon

I'd shoot for the moon but i'm too busy gazing at stars

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops