This is a song about "Steady stacking"

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

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Driving my car to a foreign place

Slow and steady wins the race,

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

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

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

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

To take all those wrongs and make them right

Steady bookin' flights, nigga we alright,

So we can get back to stacking this bread again,

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I was lurking in my head riffling through past - steady