This is a song about "We stacked up"

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

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

We burning up, it's a bonfire,

And there's little to be glad for

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

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

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

While working on my mistakes

We can fuck up our brains

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

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

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

Bitches is artificially duck