This is a song about "Town hall"

Telling me that its my town.

As soon as i touch down

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

I'm just sittin in study hall

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

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

All i wanted to do was get that trick down

But im trying to run this town

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

When we see you running round town

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Ima join the hall of fame like a white scottie pippins

You're not usin' your brain

I'm passed the hall of fame,