This is a song about "August alsino"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Hotter than camel toe on the first of august

August and september, and by the start of october

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

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

Come august seventeen i'll be living the dream,

Through the years tryin to stack a little green