This is a song about "Summer love"

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Wait now that is some true summer madness

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

These other niggas is lyin, actin’ like the summer ain’t mine

They tested with stress that they under

I left for one summer,

Soaking up the summer vibes with all these parties

She kinky as hell, get it off in the lobbies

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

Probably getta summer home, in miami

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

Summer time is coming now, so normally we'd wild out