This is a song about "Mare in the moon"

Ya from neptune to the moon call me the musical mutant,

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

I'd shoot for the moon but i'm too busy gazing at stars

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon