This is a song about "Luna"

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Having emcees tell me the essence of rap has now turned into crescent.

Promised, i'm as determined as them old timers, i wanna villa in a costa

In the society you're the blank paper, stagnate as everything moves around ya

Looking for foes to leak, costa ricans or puerto ricans,

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence