This is a song about "Moon"

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

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

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

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

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

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

Playing with fire is a danger zone

She gott no its either work or in the city where they judge a coon

Hi tided typhoon, shit spins like a monsoon, lets look towards the full moon,

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,