This is a song about "Under the moonli"

While you stand under the table

I’m a factor and your facial

I'm coming under the sheets smother

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

And hide like a beast under the wood

Love smothering widows til they freaking under the sheets

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

I withstand the truth that is under me

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Through you under the avc line

I'm the parasitic evil gettin' under your skin

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition