This is a song about "The shining sun"

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

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

And maybe on the way get some jets and shining diamonds,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Shining like the golden sun

Me and my microphone could be one

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

The sun is shining brighter

But i'm too cold for these superstars, i once froze the sun

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Cold, my style making my nose run

I know you're mad, but so what

I see the sun comin up