Walking on the moon - Stela Cole

I don't pout and I don't cry

Over stupid dumb dumb guys

Toxic friends and late late nights

Cut them out I don't got time.

Learned how to prioritize

Only me, myself, and I

Chasing papers, catching highs

Throwing glitter from the sky.

Tip toe tip toe I'm walking on the moon

Got a brand new crew and a new attitude

Can't reach me? Boo-fuckin-hoo

Face down spaced out lookin like Looney Tunes

Pop star vibes when I walk into the room

I spent a lotta ching ching on these space boots

Got me feelin' so fancy, actin' like Nancy

Stay out of my way or I'll walk all over you.