This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

Hi tided typhoon, shit spins like a monsoon, lets look towards the full moon,

And all you get was a hater telling you you won't be seeing them soon,

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

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

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

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