This is a song about "We stacked up"

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

So y'all can cope n' touch

We showin up, we blow the dutch

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

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

That shit was wack as fuck

But then we would make-up

Ever since then i had no job

We'll fuck up everything we got,

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

We goin out we showin up

Beat box while we team up

Love will have you stuck