This is a song about "Moon"

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

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

If she don't like walk under moon

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

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

If you said yes i would give you the moon

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

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

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

Moon a toothless goober proven all you losers kief?