This is a song about "Them stacks"

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

Double m-g not to mention we got that

No cash in big stacks, no guns that click clack

I promise i'mma call you back

Im gettin cash im flippin stacks i got my spatulas

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Im foldin stacks no holdin back im killin this kid

Bring your pops to school today for twelve years i cheated

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Track every stack, now im back, and rack stacks

They were going out i was making stacks

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

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

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door