This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

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

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

I walk across the road and walk up the steps

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

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

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

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

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

You pull up in parking lots

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

The world is so typical