This is a song about "Pierce the veil"

I am not the only one

You're the snow, i'm the sun

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

The sequel to the first

Look, cole world, still a cold world

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

I'm not telling the details, i'm keeping those behind the veil.

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

Long as she come to me first

I'm in the the real world