This is a song about "My names pimp knuckles"

There's probably a whole group of other names

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Gotta remember they names, revenge for my grievin' pains.

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

The only differences ya'll got are ya names

Eatin' all the rappers, got their names on my plate

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

Call me stick the man of a million eyes i'ma pimp