This is a song about "Moon flower"

Fire burning, room turning, flower on the wall yearning.

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

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

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

I got something you've been waiting for

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

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

If she don't like walk under moon

Won't run out anytime soon

Aw man, it's been a ride

The moon is full tonight

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

I need a little room

And we gone to the moon