This is a song about "Alex harding"

By the phone, no call

I'm just sittin in study hall

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

And induct them into the mothafuckin' rock 'n roll hall of fame

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

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

Persuasing so amazing, it's amazing

Yell in my hall,"son i know that you're blazing"

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

I am setting a new theme make sure your watching this lead

Waiting for the perfect time for conversation

So he’s setting up his operation

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Ready, steady and setting fire to the mic/

Setting ablaze nuclear waste facilities,

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees