This is a song about "Bloody sun"

Yeah i ain't done

Then, in the blazin sun,

Hold on you can see my vision

Man of steel's been looking at the sun/

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

I care for you more than sun

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Ain't no women at the shows

Kidnapped celebrities bloody mary'd with celery,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

She’s a star if i ever seen one

I sit crowned upon the ashen sun

I bashed him in his face til his eyes were bloody.

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

I shine bright like sun rays

Yeah hail mary full of grace