This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Yeah come holla at your uncle

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Said her hearts, in a cage

Walk to the light and change

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

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

And we gone to the moon

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

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