This is a song about "Sun wukong mid"

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

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

Mid-state and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

As i seenobody cares about my history

Then, in the blazin sun,

And i know that you're open

Hopin' that my niggas see

Ju 52 cent sun i boni

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

The sun is shining brighter

I ain't talkative neither

From a kid rock, insane clown posse concert in mid oc-tober

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

Insubordinate for good reason