This is a song about "We stacked up"

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

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

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

Too much pressure stacked up, giving my brain pain,

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

I should have known from the start boy

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

It's wack that crap i smack stacked and stacked and stacked

Gotta try not to look fake in fact

Every night we blowin up

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

We showin up, we blow the dutch

When my competition ain't much

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

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence