This is a song about "Summer vacation"

I'll tape you in place in my basement, take a vacation,

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

The choice can be no other

At bunker hill hot summer,

In the heat of the summer,

Hip hop's bounty, hunter

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

I tend to think he went on a fucking vacation

I need this vacation from life sometimes.

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

Me and my bitch gonna fuck on our vacation

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

And take a vacation to trip a broad