Summer Madness

[Verse 1 - Dom McLennon] Wind kissing my skin, it's feeling heavenly Brain and heat waves in sync, must be telepathy Top down, we be rollin like we the Kennedys Plotting presidentially to have the same legacy Heavily taught from the decade after the seventies Though elementary's where I learned to check out a melody Everyone's telling me avoid these rap felonies Touching the wrong classic could have you cast into leprosy But, Ill just touch whatever's matching the clemency I think I've credibly passed all the stages of pleasantries I'm just doing whatever I see's appropriate Planting seeds in your head, but only the potent opiates Bob Rossin' it, on my painter and poet shit Intricate with the details down to closest bit You wouldn't get it if you didn't have the same sentiment One of those you had to be there moments when I had written it [Verse 2 - AceAlexander] I'm relaxin, name your passion You got that sour diesel? I'm matchin' Chilling with a half black anglo-saxan She said the car clean, I threw the wax in Just rolled up a fatty Summer time, fuck a hair cut I'm finna grow out a patty 30 racks in my fridge Yeah its miller time Smoke a zip. sip a fifth just to kill the time Time flies when youre high, you know I kid and play 5 a cup and I didn't pay You got that loud light it up lets live it up Catch me on the 91 cruisin While you chasin hoes, im just choosin Real slow, ain't tryna get a ticket Smokin spillfs with the yardies dominoes and cricket My old chick wanna kick it 4 keg house party? Nah I can't miss it