This is a song about "Ban ki moon"

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

And we gone to the moon

Act as spunky ban-dit/does feared tasks n get flummery my head will be tripping

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

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

I vanished from where you are, until you stop the weed and ban it

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Ban on bandana, go bananas on the other hand

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