This is a song about "Summer vacation"

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

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

Super summer , yellow hummer

So it leaves me to wonder

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I can still remember my vacation to the city of ember

In time we learned to live a life of crime

On vacation its bahama fine

Baby we need each other, don't want to meet your mother

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

We will never die, we are forever alive

I need this vacation from life sometimes.

Used to run the streets but now i'm runnin' every summer/

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker