This is a song about "Stuff"

They are the coaches in this

Stuff you can't extinguish,

And panned out, i'm all in love

He's the one doing his stuff

I feel my work ain't enough

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

Or now they don't praise enough

Cause this nigga done got jealous

No more showering you with stuff,

Long as she come to me first

The stuff we could have learned

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff