This is a song about "Touching the moon"

I need a little room

And we gone to the moon

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Made money off the white without touching the soft, i'm in there

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Under the round moon in fumes, i make a cat growl

You can pick the next room

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

Ya from neptune to the moon call me the musical mutant,

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

Hi tided typhoon, shit spins like a monsoon, lets look towards the full moon,