This is a song about "Moon landing hoax"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

A little pillow he grips, just to cushion his landing

We fly high perfect 10 you know i stick the landing

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

The world is so typical

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

Just know when you feeling that way spirit's in the room

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,

I'm not moving like a cartoon

If you said yes i would give you the moon

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

And we gone to the moon