This is a song about "A hot summery day"

If i can leave this place, and just get away

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Gonna fuck a hot oriental rental

She say all men treat her wrong way

Cuz i never go a day

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin a fan

But like the sun in a foggy day

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

My shit's hot like i took a dump in a crock pot

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Against a new king of the streets on a fire hot streak

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak