This is a song about "Dancing in the moon light"

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

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Won't run out anytime soon

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

I see ya spit dripping in the light,

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

Dance like it's hammer time in the lime light, ya gonna score

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

In the dark in a crack park, sparkin' off like a light,

Now its the birth of mcs that bask in the lime light

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

Evil like the opposite of the dark night in the darkest night under a bright street light

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

He gave me some excuse like he's dancing on the ceiling