This is a song about "Five secnds of summer"

Girl back up and give a high five

Take her back to where i live

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

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

In one way or another

At bunker hill hot summer,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I can't wait for summer, i might just so see a preacher, with all of them giving me anxiety

Dreams of a better life might get me through this cruel summer/

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Have you ever felt like, like you never get life

Yo bitch is so ugly, with makeup she a five

Like the chimes on a warm summer night

Not only had the fiend died

They getting nice, they got some ice

Every day from 9 to five