This is a song about "Lunar c danny saul lynnda scott"

Lunar whatever we take we keep

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

And all anyone cares about is the c

So while the world goes drake crazy

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

Third ward general, young cash money

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

Gon put yo ass threw some pt while you bump some c/

Is written in our souls, africa

I'm an astronaut, lunar nigga

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I got the skill of danny manning, you're just manning your daddy

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c