This is a song about "Summer lovin"

I left for one summer,

I think it excited her

Summer school? ya, ok.

That's what they'll say

We're made for each other

At bunker hill hot summer,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Dreams of a better life might get me through this cruel summer/

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

I’m effervescent, just ask them

This is like love, that you can never get

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for