This is a song about "Moon"

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

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

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

I woulda done anything for my own

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

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

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

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

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

You can pick the next room