This is a song about "Summer sea palms"

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Got these amateurs eatin out of my palms

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Back to the money my palms itch

Summer school? ya, ok.

Im im on tha way

I left for one summer,

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

I got nice hands nigga eat out my palms

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

As his blood dripped and stained on my palms

You pull up in parking lots