This is a song about "Summer fun"

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

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

I ain't did shit officer

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I left for one summer,

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

I stop and stare at the younger

Bright summer sky with my eyes on time,

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

Like the chimes on a warm summer night

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

The bigger the the fun