This is a song about "Moon"

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

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

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

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

You can pick the next room

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

And we gone to the moon

Self made coming soon

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

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