This is a song about "Moon head"

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

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

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

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

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/