This is a song about "Walk on the moon"

If she don't like walk under moon

I need a little room

As i walk the streets, on the sidewalk i speak

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

I'm spittin' when i walk, kickin' up chalk on the block and know i walk funny,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I walk down cushing on the dyke back and forth i'm pacing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Every time i walk inside the house, burn on the face cause it burnt shit

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

If you said yes i would give you the moon