This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Hope my city is not too far

I walk into the fuckin bar

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

I turned my head to glance at the left wall, i saw someone more beautiful than the moon

What we gotta do to survive

Take the walk of my life

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room