This is a song about "Moon walk"

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

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

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

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

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

I have a dream in which i will succeed, blow up like a balloon,

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

And her smile lit up the room

Your just a bleating sheep, tryna touch me like a worm tryna leap to the moon

Smokin' bowls of dope and coke, our noses are infected soon,

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

If you said yes i would give you the moon