This is a song about "Moonlight trap kiss"

And this will be the song that we sing

Moonlight orbits and light starts beaming

Until then i guess that ill be gazing at the moonlight

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I can't believe i fell for his stupid act- this stupid trap-

Never even had are first kiss

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Dont make me snap, its like a giant trap

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

I be wanting your kiss

We got to this

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

The bummer is the fact that i'm black