This is a song about "Name"

Parking lot of the blue flame

Make sure it remembers my name

Till i cant remember my name

Through all the rain and the pain

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

You better know my name

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

First name dizzy last name b

And niggas flashing crazy

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

All while i'm making a name

Down in dallas at the all-star game

And everybody knows their name