Incwell - Summertime [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Falls here summer just ended, all it does is rain I'm the number one critic, it's my pet peeve, sun don't shine and wet leaves, I'm hibernating like I can't wait for next spring, winters here the cold turns your soul out, I blow an ounce of haze then I skate like this roll bounce, my soul shouts for the solace of summer warmth, I grab the makers and procure me another poor, springs arrived and everything's alive, people basking in the sun like they never seen the sky, I thrive as a flower child, April showers down rainfall the pain crawls right out the bottles mouth, then it's summertime, the heat will numb your mind, the wolves are out each excursion is a jungle ride, so Mazel Tov, cause they busting off, and you can't get up before you know it then it's fall

I been waiting 9 months with the butterflies, just saw a butterfly someone said it's summertime, it's awful hot, so I'll take mine on the rocks, whiskey and flower child music in your box