This is a song about "The sun and moon"

The stars and the moon phase told me "no, 'cause when doom takes..."

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold,

They say, "rain brings pain, and the sun brings fun"

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

I'm not moving like a cartoon