This is a song about "Racking up"

What a mess! but we clean in the club

We never ever growin up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

So she decides to stand up, woman up and never give up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Waiting for me to fuck up

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

All because i'm slipping up

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

Woke up, toke up, and start my morning

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Racking up each syllable my raps are invincible-my streak will be obviously