This is a song about "Moon"

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

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

Big bullets, look like a mack truck, shooters ride wit’ that mac tucked

Ya from neptune to the moon call me the musical mutant,

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

Never seen you as lyrical

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

So, please excuse me while i resume under this full moon.