This is a song about "Sun dresses"

Lately i been feeling your hate like the sun,

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven

My trophies gleam in a distant sun

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

In the land of the rising sun

After the club, gettin you open

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

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

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Ever wonder where the sun goes

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

Two reflections into one

Cold, my style making my nose run

I care for you more than sun