This is a song about "Stack the cash"

I'm the stack over-fun, fast flow and running

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Stack meat, i'm raw 'cuz when the beef cooks with battle rap,

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

My money stack fat plus i can't turn the swell off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

But i let off everything i have

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

You were preserved for centuries and got off the stack

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap