This is a song about "Name"

I wanted the money and never the fame

Make sure it remembers my name

I was shittin on your name

Down in dallas at the all-star game

But now invisible cells around your brain

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

And my niggas all the same

Was to build up a name

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Till i cant remember my name

They crucifying my name

I got that goodman game

And give you a sh1tty name

I like my hoodies fucked with lame