This is a song about "Summer vacation"

10 chains i done copped em for the summer

And let them lames get your old number

Past the next world war because i'll be on vacation

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

In the heat of the summer,

Huh, i can't interpret her

It's always summer whenever we're together,

Well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

To exit vacation let fate take em

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

What up girl, tell me how you been

I need a vacation

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

This is my rap song, now it my vacation

I bet you like these rap niggas, ain't going to write it better

I can still remember my vacation to the city of ember