This is a song about "We stacked up"

And we try to keep up

I don't really give a fuck

But you know what

Beat box while we team up

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

The fence they was on about my rap skills

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

Columbus, holla at ya boy

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

We fight then we have make up sex

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

We burning up, it's a bonfire,

Run for cover and return fire