This is a song about "Lloyd hall"

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

When my name is spoke, can't you see through these lines and rhymes i wrote in my notes

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Ima join the hall of fame like a white scottie pippins

Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

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

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

I'm passed the hall of fame,

He don't do the same

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g