Summer

This summer, I'm going far away Chase after this bag, and store it in a safe

Hop up in this Jag, taking trips to Maine She's all on my ass, adjusting to this fame

And it's hard, she don't want to listen On my way, yeah, I can go the distance

Head on a train, cause I got the vision Head on a train, baby, just listen

Let's go to Mars, see if they have space This world ain't for me, no, I can't relate

Back in high school, I had a Chevy Paint out with my crash

Her name was Sandy, it was all cool We went our separate ways, things fall apart

Nothing more to say, I want it all Where's my piece of cake

She can get it too, I don't discriminate You can have it all, but hold on, you're strong

When you're feeling down, just play this song Sing along, we will make it, I promise, you can take it