This is a song about "Mr moon"

And we gone to the moon

And her smile lit up the room

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

Aka mr. louisiana.

My all gold rolly or the

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

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

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

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