This is a song about "Summer associates"

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

But thy eternal summer shall not fade

Cuz i be on a hot grind like a skater in summer

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

Used to run the streets but now i'm runnin' every summer/

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

Displaying like a movie trailer saying "coming this summer,

Nigga's talk they'd attacked me but wouldn't steal a taxi

Probably getta summer home, in miami

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

Bright summer sky with my eyes on time,

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

These other niggas is lyin, actin’ like the summer ain’t mine