This is a song about "Hallways"

It’s the feeling that keeps us standing in the hallways flowing and

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

You fucking hoe, wanna get left in hallways?

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Sittin' up in project hallways, crankin' bass, smokin' bones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

And i remember always running in the hallways as a kid,

I was worthless, i'd never make it, go ahead! spill that hatred

With only little practise you'll see a climactic change in the hallways when i'm fanatic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

Die wings in hallways and other words into the bible

I remember back when i used to be the person to stay silent in the hallways

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case