This is a song about "Moon"

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

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

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

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Which you know i'm different, right

The moon is full tonight

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

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

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon