This is a song about "Moon"

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

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

Must be a lady in tha light

The moon is full tonight

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

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

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

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

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

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

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

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