This is a song about "5 seconds of summer"

Sneakers wasn’t fitting and my knees needed lotion

Mama whip with 5 of my guys, 4 holdin'

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Over, sloppy seconds is my preference

At bunker hill hot summer,

That i will leave earth with her

When i'm with you, hours feel like seconds.

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

After the sadness of the summer winter time froze after another

The temp of your blood will rise, hotter than the summer time.

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds