This is a song about "Moon landing hoax"

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

And we gone to the moon

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

We fly high perfect 10 you know i stick the landing

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

And all you get was a hater telling you you won't be seeing them soon,

Bitch got all them booty shots

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

As i light one for ill will

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

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You got more chance landing a plane than landing a punch on me