This is a song about "Jared hall"

Who get dragged by the masses cuz they can't search,

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

In the window, through the hall, up the stair way to your door

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Make you swallow more balls than tables at pool hall

Hopefully i can get in the hip-hop hall of fame

But now invisible cells around your brain

And throw her shit in the hall

Make sure to give them my all

I got that goodman game

I'm passed the hall of fame,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

And induct them into the mothafuckin' rock 'n roll hall of fame

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine