This is a song about "We stacked up"

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

We should be up in anarchy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

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

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

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

Cuz when we fail we pull up a chair,

Another 5, eli won't even be there

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

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

We goin out we showin up

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

We dated, we broke up

She said i'm ready to fuck

But this ain't physics or rocket science

My repents are stacked up like needle pins