This is a song about "Excuse my names xavier"

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Best to just keep my peoples names out ya mouth

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Homage paid, i spit flames at names of the game, dropping names,

My names not elliot either!

And then along came the wrong man for her

And the way you always seem to have an excuse,

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

My real names grim but you can call me reaper,

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Excuse me miss i’m not making excuses

Rain from my game reign, all i see are lame names,

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Cause both names keep rising

Straight g thing, double m g thing