This is a song about "The alliance"

Baby i am professional

It's the middle, the middle

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

By the phone, no call

From the bench to the ball

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Have to make a name for myself to join this alliance

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

The vertex and the third eye

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

The more battles the better the flows

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,