Vacation VII

[VERSE 1]

Bust it down
I’ve been off the board
And you’ve been up in town

All your calls would forward
Feeling up and down
Yeh we would fuck around

I really miss those days
Yeh we were fuck’n clowns
Now I’m rocking foreign
And we pumping rounds
On the beach I’m soaring
Give the king his crown

Now I’m seated down

Feelin free
Feel the breeze
Feeling like I’m freedom bound
So we sing the sound
Devils flying evil sounds

Letting off them evil rounds
Let them people drown