This is a song about "Riding through the sun"

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

You suck so muchass that you blot out the sun

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Never indecrous, phoenix flows stay hot like the sun

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Go where you ain't been

Shining like the golden sun

Man of steel's been looking at the sun/

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

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

Sun, wheres the sun? its been raining a while, i need this,