This is a song about "We stacked up"

My repents are stacked up like needle pins

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

We fight then we have make up sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy

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

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

Call of duty mode with these verses, lot of kills

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

We should be up in anarchy

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

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

Car with no limit what

We goin out we showin up