This is a song about "Summer campfire"

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

In the heat of the summer,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

As: and while you’re in my mother

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

Probably getta summer home, in miami

Smoking weed hazy still crazy but gain a kg in the summer

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Summer is sunny and i am ballin outside

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

Super summer , yellow hummer

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

She should have invited her