This is a song about "Doing stuff"

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

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

When they showed up at your door at christmas

Mouth filled up with my sticky stuff

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

Yeah i remember all that stuff,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

But i guess that shit's just tough love

The game of love

Damn man that's some good stuff

On the slow jam of love

I'm hooked on that good stuff

Niggas talk with limited service

He's the one doing his stuff