This is a song about "Summer school"

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Probably getta summer home, in miami

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Smoking weed hazy still crazy but gain a kg in the summer

Worst summer ever yo, and im out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

Best believe this summer heat gonna make it uncensored

Something worth dying for

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

It's always summer whenever we're together,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

At bunker hill hot summer,

She should have invited her