This is a song about "Why stop"

I wish the voices would stop and stop

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Some say i need to stop

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

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Rhythm cop, to stop the prodding non-stop.

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Stop your hesitation,

Got me rushed to the station

Man can you just stop? just stop.

I fucking hate this job

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

Jay don't copy, stop that and carl c why did you prop that