This is a song about "Lack racks money"

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

I'm tired of missing the skills that i lack.

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Got so much racks on racks i be stacking up on tha shelf

Runt , who lack the necessary skills

So here i am at the store for some chips

When they here today what you say to them

You lack proper means of comparison,

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

I came ova yo house, yo momma got racks what's good?

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Crying about what i have and they lack

Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same

Having racks of paper, but i ain't gone complain

God damn pull out my racks

They just wanna dance