This is a song about "Walk the moon"

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

And then i smilethrow in the towel

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

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

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

Smokin' bowls of dope and coke, our noses are infected soon,

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

Won't run out anytime soon

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

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

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

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

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back