This is a song about "The method"

You to the world

The sequel to the first

Tryna stay clear of my foes

The more battles the better the flows

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

He’s tha only one

Eyes poked out the the raven

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Where would i be without my dogs

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.