This is a song about "August alsina"

I made up my mind, on 24th august i was gonna tell her.

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Come august seventeen i'll be living the dream,

August and september, and by the start of october

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Hotter than camel toe on the first of august