This is a song about "Walk the moon"

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

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

I ain't dissin' you dog, i'm dismissin' you

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

I walk across the road and walk up the steps

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

So please step aside

The moon is full tonight

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

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

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

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

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops