This is a song about "Moon"

Smokin' bowls of dope and coke, our noses are infected soon,

Your just a bleating sheep, tryna touch me like a worm tryna leap to the moon

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Under the round moon in fumes, i make a cat growl

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

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

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

If you said yes i would give you the moon

And her smile lit up the room