This is a song about "Name"

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Make sure it remembers my name

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Down in dallas at the all-star game

An alias for ya name

All while i'm making a name

Floor seats at that wizards game

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Parking lot of the blue flame

When change come to your name

You better know my name

Ice melts into rain