This is a song about "Red moon"

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

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

As i light one for ill will

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

Kushed up and my eye red

That's boa, see that's my set

My voice make her wet

And then i saw the red,

Covered the room in splattered red,

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

Watch your body turn indian red,

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

Anything is possible after travelling to moon