This is a song about "Trapping and getting stacks"

Crap rappers wear gold chains and hold stacks

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Trapping with the hood rats

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

So close i could give flip a play

And getting songs signed by minors

Or at least inquire similar desires

Back to the flashbacks blowing stacks

And all she wants is to dance

Your bars are far from attractive they need to stick to trapping

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing