This is a song about "Summer feeling"

Feeling nothing feeling sleepless

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Summertime in the city

You feeling? who feeling me?

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

Super summer , yellow hummer

Mark from kingston was a gun runner

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

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

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

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

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker