This is a song about "Trevor hall"

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

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

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

But now walking in a make up hall and reacting to take it all

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

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

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

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

I'm passed the hall of fame/

Now that's what you call a game

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

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

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