This is a song about "Stuff"

I been all around the world

The stuff we could have learned

Punchin stuff just dont get through

South beach fountain blue

Then i said i had enough

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

And now it's clear as this promise

He's the one doing his stuff

Black jesus!searchin for black jesus

He's the one doing his stuff

Pocket racked up all big faces

Damn man that's some good stuff

Have to leave without your stuff

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Here i go again, falling in love

No more showering you with stuff,