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"

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

Those hip-hop games are mine, and if that died within a day or two,

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,

Released the classics and would later go on to rock the bells,

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

What a fucked up bastard he walks the streets backwards,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

Leading with the speed by like one or two laps

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Between that guy and i... yea..the one i wanna be with

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Or that the other guys wives spines were discovered all bloodied

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Me on the streets to pimp me/ how fucked up is that to imprint