This is a song about "Dont stop"

Dont stop uh, roses in the pot

And i don't make no bed rock

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Dont stop till you see that fame, and the pressure seems to fade

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

All the pain may never stop

Blow off that meter, don't be eager, and dont stop neither (shit man gotta dig deeper)

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Stop the racism, stop the violence, stop the hate,

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

As you can see, i don't stop, never do i stop

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Give it to her raw, dont stop til i nut