This is a song about "We stacked up"

My team winning that's a fact boy

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

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

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

We never ever growin up

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

My repents are stacked up like needle pins

We can fuck up our brains

Blow trees like a hurricane

We burning up, it's a bonfire,

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire