This is a song about "Bad stuff"

If u get caught and cuffed/drop that stuff

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Mouth filled up with my sticky stuff

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff

I got glasses to see stuff,

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Stuff you can't extinguish,

It’s official, she my misses

All we need is convienient love

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff