This is a song about "You are my ray of sunshine"

No ray of joyi'm the boy

Go play with your sex toy

My summertime sunshine

Welcome to organized crime

You light-years behind here

For real my fists are made of steal

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

But my bars are so cold you gone need a pair of

You are my favourite place

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

To make me and my bro happy, their smile was the brightest ray

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

My summertime sunshine

Me love you long time

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

My summertime sunshine