This is a song about "Sailor moon"

Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pail of garbage

Resented by the game like i'm pete rose in this bitch

If you said yes i would give you the moon

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

And we gone to the moon

Won't run out anytime soon

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

She gott no its either work or in the city where they judge a coon

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

On these beats i poke-a-man like a moon stone

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

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

Yeah come holla at your uncle

While on the moon guess i'm micheal