This is a song about "Stop and stare"

Stop and go writing shit stoned

And my regime includes east coast

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

I wish the voices would stop and stop

I hate that you all sit and stare but none have the guts to get up and stand

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

My slight fo's just talk dirty

And nobody gon' ever stop me"

Sometimes i just sit back relax and stare at the skies

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

All your friends will stare and drool

You got a baby boy or girl in there

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare