This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

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

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

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

And then i smilethrow in the towel

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

I walk into the fuckin bar

Baby, you know who you are

She gott no its either work or in the city where they judge a coon

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

If you said yes i would give you the moon

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

Take the walk of my life

I just shake dice