This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I walk across the road and walk up the steps

This is how she want to live

Take the walk of my life

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

I arrive and burst into the room and im first till i meet my tomb

Your just a bleating sheep, tryna touch me like a worm tryna leap to the moon

You can pick the next room

And we gone to the moon

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Under the round moon in fumes, i make a cat growl