This is a song about "You know that girl named summer she needs to be a leaver because she is a beaver"

That she trully is a winner, tell then i know that flame wont flicker,

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

You can be me with your girl, but she playing son

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

I got a bad bitch and she likes to get dirty, i got my own swag and you know that

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

That such a place exists, but that's where she wanna be

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

Yo my bitch is a good girl, she makes no mistakes

That she was too fat to swim laps she need a slim fast

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

That was too bad because she seemed like the perfect girl

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Im more of a bad ass than that liitle bitch on leave it to beaver