This is a song about "Summer vacation"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Probably getta summer home, in miami

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

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

What is hittin' for

At bunker hill hot summer,

I need a vacation

You can disown him or stone him

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Summer never bummer, till its autumn

In the heat of the summer,

Say bye bye to her

And take a vacation to trip a broad

Separate us, from what jay brought

They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer