This is a song about "Dancing on the moon"

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Dancing with the devil, hoarding useless shit

No one notice your plight

The moon is full tonight

I need a little room

And we gone to the moon

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

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