This is a song about "Summer lazy party"

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

If you just came here to party,

How simple they are

I left for one summer,

Makes for a hell of party

What them tippers don't see

I would, but i'm too lazy

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Super summer , yellow hummer

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I said i'm hurting her

At bunker hill hot summer,