This is a song about "Gucci moon"

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

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Driving so gucci, move over, you never i never need brakes

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

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room