This is a song about "Summer chill"

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Turn off the lights

My ill rhymes, will chill spines/

Like the chimes on a warm summer night

See i can put down the pipe

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Displaying like a movie trailer saying "coming this summer,

I'm a bad motherfucker

I left for one summer,

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

That's aids to the ill

They tell me i need to chill

I wanna chill, i wanna chill, i wanna chill on sugar hill baby

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree