This is a song about "I met in the summer and fall in love with you"

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

My records sell, yes sir

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

I sustain my strut, whilst you fall down the drain, in the rain.

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

And when you live in the ghetto, it could fall down tomorrow,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Like jeans in the summer, oh what a bummer, i wonder

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

With the urges in my head i will rumble, i fall 'n stumble,

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

I won't deny, we finna fall in love tonight

I can't fall in love, cause no one can love two of me.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free