This is a song about "Subliminal stacks"

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Subliminal hint from hipsters and these liberal critics,

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Back to the flashbacks blowing stacks

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

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

Subliminal hints, life's a bitch that dissed you,

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Just to let you know, you are

Yea got big stacks get me a car

And if i do go you better come through

Subliminal hints, life's a bitch that dissed you,

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

The original subliminal criminal

Now i'm feeling like huell sleeping on fat stacks

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks