This is a song about "Money stacking"

Am i cheating on this woman if i'm gettin' naked pictures from another

One way or another it's to the gutter unless you stay stacking the butter

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Money bring pain,money bring gain

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

I back up rhymes by stacking lines, they jack it like winter coats,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Stacking the cash, at this rate im yet to fly a jet. so i just bet,

Giving aids and hiv to baby mamas, stacking riches,

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

I’d rather murder whack emcees, getting good, stacking beats,

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

But was tapping many queens and stacking plentya cream like (whoa)

I'm stacking dough, ain't gotta sell crack no mo

Poppa took the television, but left the radio