This is a song about "Racks on racks"

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Your on fire.. your on fire

Took the van, went snatch her

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

I stack racks fat you haters pockets petite.

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Give them a couple racks and watch everybody change

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

It leaves your heart with contusions and racks your brain with delusions

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Feel your chest on top on

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

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Stack a gang of bricks racks on racks get our grind on