This is a song about "Summer and lightning"

In the heat of the summer,

So we'll just suffer

Even though its like fork lightning

And my grandmother dying

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Plus i'm stormin' on you chumps like i'm thunder and lightning

Got most shocked like i struck em with lightning

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Me and your sister had a great summer but she kept calling so i

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Uh, i writing started from the bottom now my pen like lightning

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

At bunker hill hot summer,

Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover