This is a song about "Stacking banks"

Giving aids and hiv to baby mamas, stacking riches,

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Trying to give them light and a message

Stacking up the change, but i don't make too much

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Decides everything, the wall street banks, no they're loving it,

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

The river of death has brimmed his banks