This is a song about "Racks"

You done put two of america's most wanted in the same

Having racks of paper, but i ain't gone complain

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Got so much racks on racks i be stacking up on tha shelf

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

'cuz i remember poppin' off them chains from bicycle racks,

I stack racks fat you haters pockets petite.

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I drop the cash, pop bands then pop tags

You killing all these jacks?your from the racks

My racks was really stacks of novels and rap posters

We gotta get back to what really matters

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Give them a couple racks and watch everybody change

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

"holy shit wow look at them gigantic racks my mon!"