This is a song about "Stacking quarterbacka"

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

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

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

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

Parkside productions, no deduction only stacking figures while we blast triggers

Flipping japanese at ease when i'm stacking g's

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

But was tapping many queens and stacking plentya cream like (whoa)

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Man i'm stacking that paper ain't nothing you can tell me

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

So we can get back to stacking this bread again,

You gotta take chances, stacking knowledge with advancements

Now momma told me be careful who you love