This is a song about "Bloody sun"

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Then, in the blazin sun,

Hold on you can see my vision

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

This monopoly of bloody fangs,

From an african american stance

And i ain't frontin for her

Thoughts of bloody murder.

Bitch i never fold when shit got bloody

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

And in the sun im basking

Don't want to be the king