This is a song about "Moon"

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

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

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

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

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

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars