This is a song about "Twearking on the moon"

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

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

I think i might go michelangelo with flows this afternoon,

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

And we gone to the moon

I'm not moving like a cartoon

If you said yes i would give you the moon

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

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

When you get hit its not gunna be boom all i have to say is welcome to your doom

I turned my head to glance at the left wall, i saw someone more beautiful than the moon

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.