This is a song about "Agency walk the moon gorilla power ancient and airplanes"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I walk across the road and walk up the steps

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

And another for building from nothing like pyramids that are ancient

And meanwhile the agency are throwing over the bomb,

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

It wasn't something i said, or i'd have trouble with the agency,

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon