This is a song about "My name yaya"

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

You'll know more then my rap name

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

Hi! my name is... (what?) my name is... (who?)

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Floor seats at that wizards game

Steals my name, the way he steals my name