This is a song about "California summers"

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

Back in california i've seen dead bodies end up in the dumpster

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

All your wearing is your ann summers underwear,

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

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

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

California girl, i'm feeling right at home

Then i moved to california was hoping to see girls dance salsa

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Here's my generic expression/ pot is being grown in california/

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

That's why we got washington and california tryna make marijuana legal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal