This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

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

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

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

As i light one for ill will

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Ya from neptune to the moon call me the musical mutant,

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

If you said yes i would give you the moon

Said her hearts, in a cage

Walk to the light and change