This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

If she don't like walk under moon

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

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

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Take the walk of my life

Before we see it's hard to live

And then i smilethrow in the towel

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

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I walk across the road and walk up the steps