This is a song about "Bad stuff"

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

See boy she been in love

You just sick of me and my sweet stuff

Mama always told me i’d be famous

Stuff you can't extinguish,

I call them hoes josh smith

Have to leave without your stuff

Hoping that nobody don't notice

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Ass shots is a plus

He's the one doing his stuff

The stuff we could have learned

Look, cole world, still a cold world