This is a song about "Summer carnival"

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

Welcome to our carnival

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

Or something that you paid for

And then along came the wrong man for her

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Grab a gauge on my way back to the carnival

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

Worst summer ever yo, and im out

No one notice your struggle

Welcome to our carnival