This is a song about "Moon rocks"

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

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

I just might change your life

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

And we gone to the moon

I need a little room

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

If you said yes i would give you the moon

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon