This is a song about "Convertibles in the summer"

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

During the summer my addiction took a turn for tha worst

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

Cause they don't hear the shit im saying hunger

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

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

I said patience persistence got the world listening

I can rap from summer-time to when the snow is glistening

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

The temp of your blood will rise, hotter than the summer time.

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Like jeans in the summer, oh what a bummer, i wonder