This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

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

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

Coming with some proof see at yo funeral *raps in the tomb

And we gone to the moon

I'm not moving like a cartoon

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

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

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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