This is a song about "Me and you under this moon light"

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

The stars and the moon phase told me "no, 'cause when doom takes..."

Beat it up and slide right under you.

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Won't run out anytime soon

And we gone to the moon

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Eat it up and ride right under you.

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

A soldier, and i stay under you fightin'

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

So, please excuse me while i resume under this full moon.

You own and hide it under ya fat stomach

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Cold nights, long fights, beat up right under the street light.

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right