This is a song about "The making of a sun"

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

The blood over my back weighed a ton, so i decided to burn in the sun

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

I'm tired of seeing the sun just through a skylight

The vision is quite clear

Making fun of a queer

Miami nights, ain't another one

In the land of the rising sun

And when it's said and done

Shining like the golden sun

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

Spot me ollie popping 'top of blocks as hot as the sun

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

As the sun fin a be in the east bound

Cow print t-shirt like mothafucking dog

The sun was high i went for a walk