This is a song about "Moon"

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

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

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

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

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

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

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

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

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Moon a toothless goober proven all you losers kief?

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave