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

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

We fight then we have make up sex

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,

We showin up, we blow the dutch

When my competition ain't much

We dated, we broke up

She said i'm ready to fuck

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

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

Cuz when we fail we pull up a chair,

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

I don't really give a fuck

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