This is a song about "Cool for the summer"

The hostile picasso, but played it cool

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school

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

Soaking up the summer vibes with all these parties

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

And like a flower waiting for summer i finally bloomed,

After the sadness of the summer winter time froze after another

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Like the chimes on a warm summer night

Killa never let the drama slide

The hostile picasso, but played it cool

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

Used to run the streets but now i'm runnin' every summer/

Can't wait for summer, might just so see a preacher, with my anxiety

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money