This is a song about "Stacking cash"

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents

You gotta take chances, stacking knowledge with advancements

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

Why a black nigga take ass over class

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

So we can get back to stacking this bread again,

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Y'all niggas act like bitches, stacking riches, extra sets of chromosomes,

Your stacking all of this but live your life unhappily.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I'm pushing too hard, stacking the competition up after every bar

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

I'm pushing too hard, stacking the competition up after every bar