This is a song about "The sun and moon phases"

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

This is the real deal 3 stars and the sun

And the red sun sinks at least into the hills of gold,

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Then, in the blazin sun,

Two reflections into one

I told him get his 9 and run

They say, "rain brings pain, and the sun brings fun"

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

And in the sun im basking

I'm doing the same thing

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

The sun holds imagination and you plan it elliptical