This is a song about "Walk the moon"

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

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

If she don't like walk under moon

I need a little room

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

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

I walk into the fuckin bar

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

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

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

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

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Ya from neptune to the moon call me the musical mutant,

My ambitious girl, i won't forget you

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)