This is a song about "We stacked up"

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Too much pressure stacked up, giving my brain pain,

What a mess! but we clean in the club

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

And maybe i am but

We goin out we showin up

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

We said we would never break up we would stay together,

We burning up, it's a bonfire,

And there's little to be glad for

Beat box while we team up

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

We'll fuck up everything we got,

Okay man you do the drop

We showin up, we blow the dutch

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