This is a song about "The alliance"

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

The holy war, the spiritual troops

It's the middle, the middle

The world is so typical

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Many giants from any alliance can't be explained

Baby you're the one

The wall being the victim

I been all around the world

The sequel to the first

It was either claim alliance or remain defiant

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

I get special attention

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin