This is a song about "If two people were on the moon and one killed the other with a rock how fucked up would that be or what"

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

How would you feel if you were the one gagging trying to cough

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Or had a new set of beliefs, what would the difference be?/

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Were to examine this he would wonder how the fuck i come up with these lyrics,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I fucked up enough people that could be considered the devil/

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Good or evil were all the same people with different equals

Uh. this the kind of shit that starts off on track and gets real fucked up.

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Or had a new set of beliefs, what would the difference be?

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

He would either be locked up or in the back of a cop car handcuffed dam

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man