This is a song about "Walk the moon"

Never seen you as lyrical

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Under the round moon in fumes, i make a cat growl

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Self made coming soon

And we gone to the moon

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

If you said yes i would give you the moon

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

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

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

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom