This is a song about "Sun heat"

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

Yeah i ain't done

Then, in the blazin sun,

And maybe i am but

I see the sun comin up

All i see is the midnight sun,

Just to match the grind with precision

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

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

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

My trophies gleam in a distant sun

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

More money that mean less sleep

Niggas ain't prepared for heat