This is a song about "Stuff"

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

Aight santana man...let's do this

Stuff you can't extinguish,

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

No more showering you with stuff,

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Punchin stuff just dont get through

Or know them testament verses

Damn man that's some good stuff

She need now, she ain't never needed love

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

You just sick of me and my sweet stuff

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

All we need is convienient love

If u get caught and cuffed/drop that stuff