This is a song about "The alliance"

The world is so typical

It's the middle, the middle

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

The more battles the better the flows

Ever since then i had no job

Release the song, cash the lot

The savage with the statics

Got a nigga seein things

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

From the bench to the ball

The realist in the game

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

Look, cole world, still a cold world

The sequel to the first