This is a song about "Bills are stacked to the roof top"

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Im rising to the top while yall are falling like icarus

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Top notch to the top, i'm rated

You'll never get to the top with your rotten clothing or are you just posing you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Lady at the frank stand will

Got the skills to pay the bills, stay trill

But this ain't physics or rocket science

My repents are stacked up like needle pins

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

The whole house is burned down from the roof to the carpet