Dear summer we go together like light days and crisp tees, give me couple of years and I might just peep ya; a couple of years like a random vaca. Tell me summer how you make me feel so good? When we r reunited it feels so good. When you bring the sun up, it makes me wanna pick my gun up and go become a stunna. Fuck it, being a stunna ain’t the same as when I was a peer. I know it sounds weird. I don’t know what happened along the way, but I was never no stunna; I was weird. You know […]