This is a song about "Moon"

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

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Moon a toothless goober proven all you losers kief?

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

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

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

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