This is a song about "Vacation"

To exit vacation let fate take em

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

Which i was forced to get rid of while i was on vacation

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

I need this vacation from life sometimes.

My nigga rozay put me on the tour cus i amuse him

When a company checks me out when i'm out on vacation/

My mind is on vacation but my body has arrived home

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Me and my bitch gonna fuck on our vacation

Will i awaken, do i even wanna when i sleep im on vacation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

On vacation its bahama fine

I spit murder, every bar is a crime