This is a song about "Jury hall"

See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,

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

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

But now walking in a make up hall and reacting to take it all

Only hall of fame i be inducted in is the alcohol of fame

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

So much to say a scrabble game

I'm passed the hall of fame,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Gimme the mic, rap adjournment, let's ask the jury,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Yell in my hall,"son i know that you're blazing"

12 people per jury, ain't no mistakin'

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Ima join the hall of fame like a white scottie pippins