This is a song about "Kyle hall"

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

The day my mix tape drops will be the day i emerge,

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Ima join the hall of fame like a white scottie pippins

I know my calling's worth like phone card

I split, back into the back hall so dark,

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Didn't do a thing at all

I'm just sittin in study hall

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

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

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Then lost my faith again

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

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