This is a song about "Girl across the hall"

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Broadcasted across the nation with patience/

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Across the face of the earth

Fuck all you haters

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Down the hall and don't duel me

Leave you severed across the street

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Balling, but it’s not a game

I'm passed the hall of fame/

Figure this out, the king of the south, i'm poppin' bones from shotgun homes,

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//