This is a song about "The boy i like is name julio and he is funny and he is a flirt and he has a cute smile"

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

He had is tolls on the bench, a paper and pen.

And the boy right here, is he hot or is he cold? why not both?

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

And for the next week, next month and the entire summer he is a mess

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Homie he is rapping like a compu device

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Is he gay? is he straight? does that boy wear name brands?

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"