This is a song about "Stir"

Fighting like some kinda u.f.o sighting...stir up the

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

Stir the beef up in a pot, it's hot, cook it up and sell it,

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

To stir it up like a spoon in a cauldron of shit

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

I lead on record's dedicaton for makin' better music is now

I'll cook it up and stir it 'till i crack and then i'll have a cow,

The finals like the spurs,as miami likes to stir,

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Stir up coke rock like a robot and it's hot, you ain't even know it,

I was raised to cuss,stir up shit,want to be the best southern pride beats in the chest

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed