This is a song about "Walk the moon"

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

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

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

If you said yes i would give you the moon

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

He catches her and puts her arm around her to the bathroom,

I walk across the road and walk up the steps

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

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

The world is so typical

While on the moon guess i'm micheal