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