This is a song about "Stackin"

I made lots of comments and doubt started stackin up

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

The sickest king who's kickin' green and stackin' all the frickin' streams,

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

Realsed i'm a fucking beast, i never freeze, just stackin cheese,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Stackin' plaques, platinum tracks with crack and gats in hand,

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

And i'm action packed and soon be stackin' plaques, a backpacker,

Packin' a mac, crackin' a track, stackin' the cash,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

I got them ambitious niggas, stackin figgas plenty

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three