This is a song about "Why stop"

So let me tell you about this guy

I cried all night, "why! why! why!"

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Times up mind flip ...why why why...

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

With me/ why did gods and their fate stop to relate/ our paths and not

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

You were always the one saying its time to stop, so why not?"

Some say i need to stop

So i took another shot

But i will never stop

And sins we got

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

And don't stop consider why these hills are withered and

Fuck that job been around that block

Someones gonna make it stop