This is a song about "You know my name"

My name lenny, you don't get any

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

My name itself got you goin’ insane

You called out to me and said please after my name

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

You better know my name

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Now you know how i live and what's my name

You now know my name and my claim

You're not usin' your brain

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

My name is dvine yea you know it yea you know it