This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

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

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

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

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I walk across the road and walk up the steps

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

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

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

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

If she don't like walk under moon

And her smile lit up the room