This is a song about "Summer rain"

See, i like the person that you are

In the heat of the summer,

Be my mother lover

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

Probably getta summer home, in miami

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I can make it rain

From working through rain and pain

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

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

It's always summer whenever we're together,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

It was pretty windy , heavy rain