This is a song about "Money stack"

Think smart padawan and your paper will stack

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

My money stack fat plus i can't turn the swell off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

You were preserved for centuries and got off the stack

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

Yeah you think you're all that cuz your snap back and your fat stack/

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

With a much smaller heap and the same size stack

I stack chips, crack ribs, and in fact, i stack mad mack clips

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Ain't gonna #drown, but #wither, stack up,