This is a song about "Rising sun"

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

You were rising straight to fame

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Im rising to the top while yall are falling like icarus

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Inevitable rising is what i symbolize

I care for you more than sun

Just to match the grind with precision

All i see is the midnight sun,

See with a district columbia vision

My trophies gleam in a distant sun

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

My talent should take me places i've never been

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun