This is a song about "Full by moon bouns"

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Hi tided typhoon, shit spins like a monsoon, lets look towards the full moon,

I arrive and burst into the room and im first till i meet my tomb

My soul is feelin full,

Make a freak whore, detour

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

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

The moon is full tonight

Three times cause fate had my side

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

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

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