This is a song about "Catchy stuff"

Damn man that's some good stuff

Pocket racked up all big faces

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

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

And what i done just ain't enough

He's the one doing his stuff

Ships that sail to distant places

I got glasses to see stuff,

On the slow jam of love

I'm hooked on that good stuff

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

I opened my drawer today and it had all her stuff.

He's the one doing his stuff

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Go back and lack brain nigga gettin catchy.

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she