This is a song about "Stuff"

Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Stuff you can't extinguish,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Yeah i remember all that stuff,

And now it's clear as this promise

When they showed up at your door at christmas

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

Niggas talk with limited service

Tawiah - all i need chorus

If u get caught and cuffed/drop that stuff

Trying to get back to this thing called love

You in to that animal stuff