This is a song about "Summer schoolt"

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

Dreams of a better life might get me through this cruel summer/

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Or something that you paid for

I left for one summer,

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

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

In the heat of the summer,

And take ya'll supper

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

If a nigga didn't fake like them

These other niggas is lyin, actin’ like the summer ain’t mine

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Summer school? ya, ok.

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say