This is a song about "Dead rising"

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

In the land of the rising sun

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

While outstanding, i'm astounding, and rising, from the ground,

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

Baby, you got that super bass

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Picture this, rising of an electrifying lyricist

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

But i kept pushing and continued to my careers rising slope

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right