This is a song about "My names pimp knuckles"

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

And i wont stop rapping til' my names on every station

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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

There's probably a whole group of other names

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

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

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

The only differences ya'll got are ya names

Best to just keep my peoples names out ya mouth

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Cause both names keep rising