This is a song about "Rap names"

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

The only differences ya'll got are ya names

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

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

I'm doing the same thing

Cause both names keep rising

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

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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

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

While working on my mistakes

The key to ma failures here are there names

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I'm abstrakt, destroyer of names and faces

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

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