This is a song about "Building"

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

I'm building a foundation like a buildings sheathing

Like staking your building sells a clean sweep

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Listen, these niggas is tripping

Go to the top of the building

Hit it til your make up missing

The real slim shady's entered the building

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

I'll snatch your girl if you're slipping

The main freestyle king back in the building