This is a song about "My names stacey"

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

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

Fake rappers know who they are, and i ain’t saying names,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

I got yals names on my dj's disc thats why i keep scratching

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

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

Entertainment i'm maintainin it ,claimin the game, and takin names

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass//

Baby, you got that super bass

Blow trees like a hurricane

But since you mentioning names

Her names heavenleigh burns

Talking of the gods you serve