This is a song about "Sun heat"

In the land of the rising sun

I pop one, you pop one

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

I care for you more than sun

And it weighs a ton

I aint got the sun in my pocket, but i stay packing heat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Think fast, fast women

Then, in the blazin sun,

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Az is my home and love the heat

I shine bright like sun rays

See money talk and these days

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Girls fast how jamaicans run