This is a song about "Moon"

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Under the round moon in fumes, i make a cat growl

I chill now...cop a little ice later

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

Never seen you as lyrical

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

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