This is a song about "Sunday at the park"

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

I can't keep running away

I'll have your ass by sunday,

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

We chillin at the park, smokin blunts, dont give a fuck

February cold as my heart

Fuck, meet me at the park.

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

I swear it was dark all i did was lure her to the park

Of the big ol' cock, fuck her in the park

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

At the park i bump into people tryin to make mad,

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

Watch how quickly they find a new leader