This is a song about "My names stacey"

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

The only differences ya'll got are ya names

Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

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

Talking about the god you serve

Her names heavenleigh burns

The key to ma failures here are there names

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Your dropping more names than ups drops boxes

Cause both names keep rising

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

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