This is a song about "North hall"

We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

I'm reppin' my presence like pleasantness from north to south

I'm just north of that, thinking back

Try to jack and i will attack

Make you swallow more balls than tables at pool hall

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

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

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

I'm just sittin in study hall

It's apart of her goal

Flows, imported from north pole