This is a song about "North hall"

I don't know why i'm even on this track

I'm just north of that, thinking back

You're not usin' your brain

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Never be happy unless u build from me a golden hall

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

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

You're the north wind in my sails, now watch them unfurl

Facing all this drama when mama's just a little girl

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

I'm dwarfing from the south to the north and,

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent