This is a song about "Aaron hall"

In a hall i, hear groans and whispers muttering things more obscure,

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

Never be happy unless u build from me a golden hall

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Coming to enslave and take my raps to the rappers hall of fame

Only hall of fame i'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

I'm just sittin in study hall

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

You done put two of america's most wanted in the same

Hopefully i can get in the hip-hop hall of fame

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Now i've up-graded to taxicab, i'm in the hall of fame,