This is a song about "Sun splash"

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

And in the sun im basking

I know you wanted a splash line so my splash line is this

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

White with a badge or anyone

I sit crowned upon the ashen sun

Bun b, i’m underground king

I can see the sun falling

Past those splash zones of molten lava

Niggas dying, motherfuck a double entendre

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

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

In the land of the rising sun

Can’t you see just how long my run

Shit sun never came up

She was the queen of the club