This is a song about "Fat stacks"

But what if they were in our shoes without their stacks

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Track every stack, now im back, and rack stacks

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Stacks on stacks on stacks as if money was lumber

I put that battery in backs ho small wonder

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

They were going out i was making stacks

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Fly as ricky steam boat

I'm sick of ya wack crap, talking shit but the fat stacks

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

You said also i was fat

Saying they this and that