This is a song about "Love you to the moon and dancing on the stars"

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

If you wanna be the first to drive mini stars to parks

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

And when you look up at night you'll see me in the stars

What's the appeal? to you hurting people i care and love?/

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

And her smile lit up the room

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Let me hear the fans clapping dancing on

The moon is out now shining on the dark water. that's when everything else seems to falter.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

The world is so typical

While on the moon guess i'm micheal