This is a song about "Man on the moon"

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

Won't run out anytime soon

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

And her smile lit up the room

And we gone to the moon

Hi tided typhoon, shit spins like a monsoon, lets look towards the full moon,

She gott no its either work or in the city where they judge a coon

He's getting byeit's time to bury another brotha nobody crylife as a baller

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

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

Later on the grown up was running the map man