This is a song about "We stacked up"

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

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

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

I'm glad that we ain't caked up.

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

We got the world's rarest talent, yessir we're #stacked

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Bitches is artificially duck

Beat box while we team up

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

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

We bursting doors like we just showed up

While working on my mistakes

We can fuck up our brains