This is a song about "Summer party"

In the heat of the summer,

Took the van, went snatch her

You know...you know who you are

I left for one summer,

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

School just finished it's time to party

Used to run the streets but now i'm runnin' every summer/

‘cause i manipulate your molecular structure

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

Baby, you know who you are

At bunker hill hot summer,

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

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

What them tippers don't see

Fuck niggas that dont party