This is a song about "Trappin and stackin"

And i'm action packed and soon be stackin' plaques, a backpacker,

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

And inhospitable,

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Stackin paper like a pillar spittin like a killer

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Stacks on deck, bitch we stackin money to the ceiling

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

And i'm action packed and soon be stackin' plaques, a backpacker,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt