This is a song about "Dirty stuff"

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

No more showering you with stuff,

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

I'm hooked on that good stuff

Pocket racked up all big faces

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

He's the one doing his stuff

On the slow jam of love

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff