Stacking My S***

[Verse 1: Re-Re]
I just want to let go, Of all this shit I can't control
Shit gotta get let g go, Stacking my shit, Envelope
Stupid boy out of here like some racks tho
Crack a 40 like that's cold
They don't know what the fuck I be on
All you hear is boom, boom, boom on the song
[Verse 2: Error101]
Buying swisher sweets no more honey buns
Kinda funny having no money coming up
Rap the foil you know the drill
I ain't letting go until the clip is done
Since the day that I was born I ain't have safety
But you face Him you will take that ale in
And take him and mold him and make him
You damn right I was raised the amazin
So write that put that in your magazine and stick it
Put you in a nip and call it technicality
I'll put you in a brick in a building
Well I'm still here planted on this block I slung
So we conclude this is your best move
I write a verse addressing it and yes I might offend you
Ha! It seems you got left to die slow all up inside the venue
So pump up the crowd and give 'em somethin' to step to
Yo yo Joe the first day I saw her face
With untuned tongue she hoarsely calls her maid
With them twenty-two inch chopper blades
I woke up in the morning on a regular day
Raised as a youth tell the truth I got the scoop
I'm runnin to the bedroom I lock the do'
Everything I got I give it all to you
Tell me baby honestly what is it exactly you got to lose
Wa zoom zoom zee
Hey how you doin'?
How do U want it? How do you feel?
Teacher teacher tell me how you do it
I'mma tell that truth 'till it kill me
While you lame trippin' on that goofy stupid silly shit
Watchin' me bleed
Got me tripping