This is a song about "Hoilday hills"

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Aint no hills that can stop us from me caring still

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'm only head over hills when you give ma dick a lick on a peak.

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

And the red sun sinks at least into the hills of gold,

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Pop a couple pills, climb a few hills, floatin to the top like a fish with gills,

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

By the time you climb the taller hills you'll be able to use it

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit