This is a song about "Pile up"

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Cause imma step it up, build it up

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

You fakes aint nothin but a pile of shit

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

That shit was wack as fuck

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

Fancy type of draws drool on a mild pile

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile

Hypocrites must admit while i spit it makes your writ's like a pile of shit-

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Now put those raps in a pile and i still crush that

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Holy shit! not to forget my black lungs, it feels like pile of buzz//