This is a song about "Following you to the moon"

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

And we gone to the moon

I need a little room

She gott no its either work or in the city where they judge a coon

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

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

To the moon, and not owe anyone, boy, cuz boy, thats just what the fuck i do.

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

3rd eye following the light so i can see the shine

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/