This is a song about "Stacks of mon"

See, i like the person that you are

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Track every stack, now im back, and rack stacks

The crown ruler is back

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

That fire flow the finest women i adore

When i run out of stacks i go and get some more

No longer with us; he's deceased

As long as their stacks of cocaine are sealed

I have fat stacks of 200k in my backpack.

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

Watch them get they monica on all day

Im getting stacks of money everyday.