This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

The world is so typical

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

The moon is full tonight

Catchin' all the light

Self made coming soon

And we gone to the moon

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

I walk into the fuckin bar