This is a song about "Moon"

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

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the 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

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

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

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

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars