This is a song about "Girls summer"

But we still real brothers

But got love for them girls

We should appreciate the girls

If i sent my dad letters

Be as your way

Summer school? ya, ok.

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

That damier bag i bought her

I left for one summer,

I pipe in and one night her

At bunker hill hot summer,

Probably getta summer home, in miami

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Cassidy your different from other girls