This is a song about "Harvest moon"

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

Preparing for the harvest. your body's carcass,

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

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

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

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Trying to move foward, though it never stops