This is a song about "Alexis moon"

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

On these beats i poke-a-man like a moon stone

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

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

I have a dream in which i will succeed, blow up like a balloon,

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

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

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

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

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

When guys are sexist, i'm alexis bro, you're what i don't like!