This is a song about "Racks on racks"

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

All i got is fuckin racks

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Your on fire.. your on fire

Sweet, okay makes sense

Relying on myself

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Relying on myself

I'm on deck i'm up next

My racks was really stacks of novels and rap posters

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters