This is a song about "Making money stacks"

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Now i'm feeling like huell sleeping on fat stacks

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

I've been making the most money you've ever seen

Stacks on stacks on stacks as if money was lumber

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her