This is a song about "August alsina"

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

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

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

Hotter than camel toe on the first of august

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

August and september, and by the start of october

Come august seventeen i'll be living the dream,

The bitches is everything in between