This is a song about "Names"

I got so many niggas i can't remember all they names

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Took the van, went snatch her

My names not elliot either!

I have no hatred, i'm not naming no names

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

I won't think twice when i boss on your names/

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

And since the economy's failing well you know all the names,

Man they're fine if you're ignorant and don't say the names,

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