This is a song about "Rude names"

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

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

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

There's probably a whole group of other names

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Cause i drove you insane, you repeating the same names

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

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

So don't get pissed if i'm kinda rude.

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

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

We ain't playing no fucking games

But since you mentioning names

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

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave