This is a song about "Walk the moon"

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

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

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

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

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

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

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

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

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Just know when you feeling that way spirit's in the room