This is a song about "321 blast me to the moon"

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

You know i'm raw and i'm rapping tight 'n' got the appetite to blast the mic

And we gone to the moon

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

I'm asinine, i'll blast the nine, my disses so mean to ya,

Let's fuckin' picture it, shit's about to blast the fan

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

So, please excuse me while i resume under this full moon.

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

To the moon, and not owe anyone, boy, cuz boy, thats just what the fuck i do.

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

The stars and the moon phase told me "no, 'cause when doom takes..."

Just hustling you understand

And the future hold a great blast