This is a song about "Standing in the hall of fame"

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

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

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

Anyway i'm standing in the alleyway

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

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

She watchin' that oxygen

Standing in the kitchen

Ima join the hall of fame like a white scottie pippins

My city's culture to the game now in existence

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

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

In the sand hes positioned, switching sitting from standing

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging