This is a song about "Moon landing"

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

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

The moon is full tonight

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Moon a toothless goober proven all you losers kief?

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

So, please excuse me while i resume under this full moon.

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

I'm definitely in a class of my own

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

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,