This is a song about "Half moon dome phtography"

Nigga i could flip a verse off the top of the dome

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

If she don't like walk under moon

I need a little room

I got computer technology inside of my dome

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Gotta handle your own

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Now all i am is alone

This shit fresh off the top of my dome

If you said yes i would give you the moon

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Uh! look at me going i'm writing off the dome.

And her smile lit up the room

And we gone to the moon