This is a song about "Jacked up"

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

You just got jacked and body snatched and it's a wrap

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Well, um, there's a but

Lights coming up, night coming up,

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix