This is a song about "Stuff"

Damn man that's some good stuff

Cause this nigga done got jealous

No more showering you with stuff,

And what i done just ain't enough

Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

List includes everyone who seeks his new stuff

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

And i need you to show me love

I got glasses to see stuff,

Pocket racked up all big faces

He's the one doing his stuff