This is a song about "Stir fry"

So type ur best n i'll fry ur set take a minute n hour

Oh you mad ‘cause i’m stylin’ from the city of power

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

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

You can cut me up fry my ass like bacon i'll still survive

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Or a sunday fry x4

Sweet, okay makes sense

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

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

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Hook me up to a chair and watch as my brains fry,

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

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

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