[Intro]

Why couldn't it be September or something?

Fuck July

[Verse]

Snortin' molly, feels just like I'm with you

It got the lights so bright in my hotel room

And I need another line, but it might be two

I'm on the stair with a Hennessy and the sky's so blue

You got these questions I don't have an answer for

And all the time, you asked me why I hated July

And I can't tell you

I can't, I can't tell you

I can't, I can't tell you

I can't—