This is a song about "Sunny in wendell"

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Summer is sunny and i am ballin outside

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

I live on the beach yea its sunny outside kids playin in da heat

I get in where i fit in.

I know that love it could begin

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

The god of sunny, i'm the 2nd messiah, the rediscovery

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Catch you up on places i've been

Knocked out in the lunch in

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Live on the beach,sunny outside kids playin n da heat

In proving improvement in chunks,

And trying to start today with arguments