This is a song about "Neon moon"

And there's no way i can pay you back

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

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

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

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

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

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

If you said yes i would give you the moon

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

You couldn't live your life for the moment

And my flow glow in the dark like neon and