This is a song about "I cqnt be stopped"

At the bottom and top, running and also stopped//

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

But i never stopped swearing so i'm sorry for the wearing

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I stopped hangin around yall cause niggaz like you

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

And getting money is the song i sing

They wonder if i stopped caring

Time has stopped like matrix

Been spending most our lives

So i stopped complaining/

Straight g thing, double m g thing

My propaganda thundering, you will wish i never stopped slumbering

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing