This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

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

Baby, you know who you are

I walk into the fuckin bar

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room