This is a song about "Town hall"

Spinning round, dizzy town,

I looked at him, told him sit down

When we see you running round town

Still kickin' that shit, put your gun down

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

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

Telling me that its my town.

No reason to be around

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

But im trying to run this town

Pushed down and ain't accepted any town

Oh no we got to slow the city down

About to eat up ya whole town

Don’t mean i ain't ‘posed to take you down

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Ima join the hall of fame like a white scottie pippins