This is a song about "We stacked up"

No medal here, i'm well aware

Cuz when we fail we pull up a chair,

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

She was the queen of the club

We can fuck up our brains

And i ain't got what it takes

Too much pressure stacked up, giving my brain pain,

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

It's wack that crap i smack stacked and stacked and stacked

We said we would never break up we would stay together,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

On my back boy, holla back boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix