This is a song about "August"

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Hotter than camel toe on the first of august

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

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

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

August and september, and by the start of october

Come august seventeen i'll be living the dream,

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team