This is a song about "Summer time fine"

If they find that stash box just one time

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

After the sadness of the summer winter time froze after another

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

Make me another brother

I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; i'm head hunting

I can rap from summer-time to when the snow is glistening

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

Flying fine ese, here's wine as dressing time divine

It's always summer whenever we're together,

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

This shits too fine nigga i don't mind , time for this rap to make headlines

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Ay yo you wonder who i are

At bunker hill hot summer,