This is a song about "We stacked up"

Beat box while we team up

That shit was wack as fuck

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Too much pressure stacked up, giving my brain pain,

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

My repents are stacked up like needle pins

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

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

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

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

On my back boy, holla back boy

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

We dated, we broke up

Uh ha, you know what