This is a song about "Moon phases"

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

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

And we gone to the moon

I need a little room

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

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

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

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Playin' like he'd play me, phases of lame statements made

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/