This is a song about "Broken hand summer"

Summer school? ya, ok.

After that, she say

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

Me and my microphone could be one

Udc where he met my mother

I left for one summer,

Smoking weed hazy still crazy but gain a kg in the summer

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Regardless to all them, i appease her

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

Displaying like a movie trailer saying "coming this summer,

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

It's always summer whenever we're together,

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