This is a song about "Summer haze"

But thy eternal summer shall not fade

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

And pray for better days

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Dealers still hit me up, "i've got some haze

Im im on tha way

Summer school? ya, ok.

In the heat of the summer,

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

People wishing for better days trimming bud in a great haze