This is a song about "We stacked up"

Columbus, holla at ya boy

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

With our backs against the wall, we're stacked up 'till we fall,

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

High: that's why they call us planes

We can fuck up our brains

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

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Well, um, there's a but

We dated, we broke up

We fight then we have make up sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

We showin up, we blow the dutch