This is a song about "Phoenix suns"

Not the change of the seasons but the suns that shine

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Their vision blurrs out the scene lighting heat like suns power

Tell them that your sorry, you're a cow, took a fuckin' shower

So you would swear a phoenix risen

What up girl, tell me how you been

Suns out/ we stunnin/ you know we get our shine on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

The suns coming up, oh,

Get rough with me, that night flow

So i wake up in the morning and smell the suns breath

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Viewing thresholds as phoenix, my ash holds the meanings

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings