This is a song about "Called names"

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

And since the economy's failing well you know all the names,

And since the economy's failing well you know all the names,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

My names not elliot either!

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

My middle names shane, no shame

I have no hatred, i'm not naming no names

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

Fastest rising star on this pad of worthless names

After your names on a tombstone

Put my number in your phone