This is a song about "Hippies phish work city sunshine summer"

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

Wit me be like 50 trippy hippies and they all consider

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And she stripping, go to college

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

And now these hoes are on my line

My summertime sunshine

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Tell me how can we live this way

Summer school? ya, ok.

705 this our city,

I reel them in, goadomes on see