This is a song about "Summer of 1982"

So we'll just suffer

In the heat of the summer,

Wait now that is some true summer madness

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

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

College girl going wild, we gonna need a camera man

After the sadness of the summer winter time froze after another

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

Worst summer ever yo, and im out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

Summer school? ya, ok.

And oh, i gotta find my way