This is a song about "Cool for the summer"

Blood is on the leaves through summer but i'll never fall,

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

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

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

Soaking up the summer vibes with all these parties

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

But me and my brother never made it out school

Gotta thank god for keeping my life cool.

These other niggas is lyin, actin’ like the summer ain’t mine

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