This is a song about "Stackin money"

I was born to do the damn thing

And stackin while i'm laughing

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Stacks on deck, bitch we stackin money to the ceiling

Than the muse of a family

Anint shit funny, for the money

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Stackin' these rhapsodies that even queen couldn't mack with ease

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

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