This is a song about "Mad stacks"

As long as their stacks of cocaine are sealed

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

Now i'm feeling like huell sleeping on fat stacks

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

People said i was mad

You got reason to brag

No car key and i mean that

Did my rap make you mad?

Crap rappers wear gold chains and hold stacks

Switch swag on you little dick fags

I have fat stacks of 200k in my backpack.

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

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

All up under the covers day

Im getting stacks of money everyday.