This is a song about "Pitman hall"

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

And throw her shit in the hall

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Parking lot of the blue flame

Kind of chill but every now and then i get this violent urge,

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

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

I'm passed the hall of fame/

I live my life in tha fast lane

And induct them into the mothafuckin' rock 'n roll hall of fame

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

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