This is a song about "Your names owen brody"

The key to ma failures here are there names

So if you done with these beijing games

You saying you dominate is like showing a fake id saying your last names

But now i see myself on stage,spitting like its fire leaving the mic in flames

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Entertainment i'm maintainin it ,claimin the game, and takin names

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

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

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

There's probably a whole group of other names

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

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

After your names on a tombstone

So don't follow me home