This is a song about "Summer song"

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

Help us find our inner song

Huh, i can't interpret her

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Probably getta summer home, in miami

I'm gettin discouraged with her

At bunker hill hot summer,

Hope you enjoyed the song

December 4th a star was born

You're listening to this song

'til it's like a mile long

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

But thy eternal summer shall not fade

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

That would be cool, if she was your lover