August lyrics

[Verse 1]
Just like Will Smith, I hate August
You people find it everyday harder to stay honest
Honestly f*ck y'all, i'mma slay harder
Freezing in the cold of the summer like Martyr
Most of y'all do extra sh*t but it ain't bother
I just got a fresh cut on my face, man I love my barber
Phoenix mixing this sh*t, brother from another mother
We about to blow up anytime, like a suicide bomber
Ok
Don't be a bummer baby
Listen
Got stories sweeter than a Baklava
Put Punak on the map, they call me Don Dada
Evil residents in my head, Umbrella
If u try to f*ck me over baby then it’s ciao bella
sh*t
I got the dagger but no cloak
Soul-bounded with pain grimstroke
Got my fourth eye opened, more than woke
Man, life’s a big ass joke
I f*cking hate this month man
Can we just skip to September or something I don't know