This is a song about "Moon"

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

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

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

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

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

He ain't give a fuck about you

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

If she don't like walk under moon

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

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

When you get hit its not gunna be boom all i have to say is welcome to your doom

I turned my head to glance at the left wall, i saw someone more beautiful than the moon