This is a song about "Summer memories"

I make her cum a lot

The memories we've got,

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Drinking bottle after bottle erasing bad memories

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Memories we renovate cause we're living..

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

My father is the cause of these memories

My father is the cause of these memories

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

I left for one summer,

I'm a bad motherfucker

I've got nothin' to worry about

Worst summer ever yo, and im out