This is a song about "Hunter hall"

Heavy in the game

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Reading all this shit, yeah thats something i urge

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

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

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

I split, back into the back hall so dark,

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Wolf gang, kill em' all

And throw her shit in the hall

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

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