This is a song about "The hall"

Mirror mirror on the wall

And throw her shit in the hall

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Make you swallow more balls than tables at pool hall

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

Never be happy unless u build from me a golden hall

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Only hall of fame i'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame

In the window, through the hall, up the stair way to your door

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

Em starting, 50 staring, gaga, game starting

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

So we can live again

I'm passed the hall of fame,

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

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane