This is a song about "5 seconds of summer"

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I can't wait for summer, i might just so see a preacher, with all of them giving me anxiety

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

All we need is convienient love

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Over, sloppy seconds is my preference

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Those seconds are precious like hours

Cold, my style making my nose run

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

5 fathers of rap n.w.a should teach you how to rap.nasty little spittle.

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

The next thirty seconds i didn't understand