This is a song about "Summer vacation"

On vacation its bahama fine

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

I need this vacation from life sometimes.

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

At bunker hill hot summer,

She should have invited her

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

To exit vacation let fate take em

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

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

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

I tend to think he went on a fucking vacation

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

From mechanic shop to full time, never took a vacation