This is a song about "The sun the moon and the stars"

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

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

This is the real deal 3 stars and the sun

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

When something is broken

Then, in the blazin sun,

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

I'd shoot for the moon but i'm too busy gazing at stars

You pull up in parking lots

Scii ain't aiming for the stars

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

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates