This is a song about "Moon head"

I need a little room

If she don't like walk under moon

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

On these beats i poke-a-man like a moon stone

And we gone to the moon

You can pick the next room

If you said yes i would give you the moon

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Your just a bleating sheep, tryna touch me like a worm tryna leap to the moon

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

When you get hit its not gunna be boom all i have to say is welcome to your doom

I turned my head to glance at the left wall, i saw someone more beautiful than the moon