This is a song about "Moon"

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

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

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

It's alright, if it's right

The moon is full tonight