This is a song about "We stacked up"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

Big said it, more money more ills

I have mad skills, i have stacked up mad bills.

We dated, we broke up

Money i make em buck

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

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

And we try to keep up

But you know what

Every night we blowin up

She was the queen of the club

I am the sole leader

Turn up we gettin louder

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

We should be up in anarchy