This is a song about "The shining sun"

The lower class now is our guiding light that’s shining bright,

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

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

In my drawsring, ring, ring

I can see the sun falling

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

The shining is blinding so i keep on grinding with my rhyming,

Then, in the blazin sun,

See, i'm second to no one

Most peeps dont like the rain, they prefer the sun.

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

Your up in the sky a shining star,

'bout to get my other car

I'm caged up in state prison

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun