This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

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

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Said her hearts, in a cage

Walk to the light and change

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

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

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room