Dear Summer, I know you gon' miss me   For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees   S dots with polo fleeces   Purple label shit with the logo secret   Gimme couple years, shit, I might just sneak in   A couple words and like peaches and herb      We'll be reunited and it feels so hood   Have the whole world saying, "How you still so good?"   Well, I do, this in my slumber summer   I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers      You know how I do Summer, I drop heat when you bring the sun up   The combo make niggaz act up, I pick the gun up   Niggaz back up, they know I'm not no fronter   I don't talk shit, I just flip it, ya      Sorry Lance, I'm just trying to advance my quotes   I ain't making you the butt of my jokes   But let's not stray from what I came to say   To my beloved, think we need sometime away      They say if you love it, you should let it out its cage   And fuck it, if it comes back you know it's there to stay   It's tugging at my heart but this time apart is needed   From the public, who should've gave me the Pulitz'      Instead gave me they ass to kiss   But you know me, thugging 'til the casket dips   But still shine light down on all my peers   I know they weird some queer, I still want them to share      And all the success I received, I know you can't believe   I still love 'em but they don't love me   They like the drunk uncle in your family   You know they lame, you feel ashamed but you love 'em the same      It's like when niggaz make subliminal records   If it ain't directed directly at me, I don't respect it   You don't really want it with Hov for the record   I put a couple careers on hold, you could be next kid      Keep entering the danger zone   You gon' make that boy Hov put your name in a song   If you that hungry for fame, motherfucker, c'mon   Say when take ten paces and spin      But on another note, 'bout to take another vaca'   On another boat, goddamn a motherfucker rode   His way out the hood and I pray that I stay out for good   But any day you know a nigga could      Try and play like he Suge then I gotta play like Dutch Schultz   You pass the dutchie, I blast you, trust me   Niggaz can't fuck with me   I'm in a good mood, you lucky, I got a good groove      And I ain't trying to fuck my thing up   But I will lay down a couple green bucks, get you cleaned up   Now, I'm 'Pulp Fiction', Colt four-fifth   And young niggaz that blast for me, no religion      Listen here, Summer baby   I just believe it's the right thing to do   I got a brand new bitch, corporate America   She showing me a lot of action right now      And I know you put me on my feet and all   But I mean, it's time for me to grow   You gotta let me go, baby, you gotta let me go      I'm done for now so one for now   Possibly forever, we had fun together   But like all good things, we must come to an end   Please show the same love to my friends, dear Summer