This is a song about "Halls"

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Would make you swallow more balls than tables at pool halls

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Whirlwind in my halls/ falls here/

Black fours red drop head doors

But dont get lost inside these halls

But i step up, keep my head up walking tall schooling kids from neighbourhood halls,

Screaming my voice hoarse,race at the derby yah im the best horse,

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

So we take it to the halls

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

As my whole soul stole the halls to my lungs

With those crazy ass people at the county building

Kill the dealing halls yep no i ain't messaging

Knock her out and drag her back to an empty lobby's halls,

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse