This is a song about "Study hall"

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

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

Never be happy unless u build from me a golden hall

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Study 24/7 man don't make that mistake,

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

My buzz is like cocaine

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Party & study, best believe that i'll stand tall

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Reading all this shit, yeah thats something i urge

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

Make you swallow more balls than tables at pool hall

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall