This is a song about "I m worth stacks"

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

When i run out of stacks i go and get some more

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I know my calling's worth like phone card

The vacancy that sat in my heart

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

They were going out i was making stacks

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Make'm forefeit and i'm porshin 600 horses

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Our history that they stole, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya