This is a song about "Summertime"

Roll around in that cool summertime blackness

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

My summertime sunshine

But that was only one time

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

My summertime sunshine

Summertime, no doubt, i had to pull the bike out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Then summertime, splash dash go for cash like jackson pollock

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Huh, got to get better with time

My summertime sunshine

My gold rollie tell time

My summertime sunshine