This is a song about "Mad stacks"

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Callin' me gay?! i smash fools like you, add them to my whey stacks

Criticism doesn't make him mad

I don't want it on my back

Let the beat spin like mad

Top dropped down, black on black

People said i was mad

Goddamn, the boy's back

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Callin' me gay?! i smash fools like you, add them to my whey stacks

Pass that, catch back, fast that

If i would be too mad

Did my rap make you mad?

Saying they this and that

As long as their stacks of cocaine are sealed

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east