This is a song about "Praise the sun"

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

I praise madlib for the beats he makes,

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

He’s tha only one

You're the snow, i'm the sun

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Ever wonder where the sun goes

The sun is shining brighter

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

It ain't where i been

Then, in the blazin sun,

Listen to the church praise while i watch the water raise

And any connotation is viewed many ways

I can see the sun falling

Let my angel sing