This is a song about "2014"

Now its 2014 and last week i got diagnosed with lymes disease,

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

Screaming for me like "marry me bitch" like honey i'm sweet

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

A hundred more sluts in the sea each one be flooding the streets

2014 summer coldest, im the last surviving thats still potent/

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

2014 summer coldest, im the last survivin thats still potent

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Promise you g, fuck with bees you will be stung something mean