This is a song about "Sunny holiday"

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

Poppin cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style

He can be sneaky like an assassain or walk in to holiday inn

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

School ended and i was looking forward to the holiday wiv you

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

The god of sunny, i'm the 2nd messiah, the rediscovery

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Summer is sunny and i am ballin outside

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

We ate, not capri suns and sandwiches and sunny d's,