This is a song about "Names"

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

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

Just because i ain't acting up a fool and i ain't saying names?

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

Know just what your worth

Her names heavenleigh burns

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

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

The key to ma failures here are there names

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

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

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

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

Gotta handle your own

After your names on a tombstone