This is a song about "Fun in the sun"

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

They don’t want, my attention, i’m cool cousin

The bigger the the fun

I told him get his 9 and run

Why me, i say it cause we number one

I sit crowned upon the ashen sun

Me and my microphone could be one

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

I aint got the sun in my pocket, but i stay packing heat

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

As the sun fin a be in the east bound

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

Flowing in my head, soft melodies still put me to bed. i like to watch the sun set,

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open

Not, my flows hot, even wthout the sun, i always have fun,