This is a song about "Moon"

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

And all you get was a hater telling you you won't be seeing them soon,

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

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room