This is a song about "Appropriate stuff"

Pocket racked up all big faces

Damn man that's some good stuff

On the slow jam of love

He's the one doing his stuff

Waging war for yearsthe crack game wasn't big enough

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

I got glasses to see stuff,

And you ride with this

Stuff you can't extinguish,

She can make a pimp fall in love

He's the one doing his stuff

That's why i shine like i does

Have to leave without your stuff