This is a song about "Stacking quarterbacka"

One hand on the trigger stacking bodies in a heap,

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

I'm stacking dough, ain't gotta sell crack no mo

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

Got so much racks on racks i be stacking up on tha shelf

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

One way or another it's to the gutter unless you stay stacking the butter

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Stacking the cash, at this rate im yet to fly a jet. so i just bet,

On top of other issues stacking and the world be getting mad at me,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see