This is a song about "Brandon hall"

While them bitches always gossip, she busy going shopping

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

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

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

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

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

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

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

I'm just sittin in study hall

Know you want me to fall

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Ima join the hall of fame like a white scottie pippins

She going to borrow some money

Down the hall and don't duel me

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

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain