This is a song about "Everyday stuff"

They got me trapped

Everyday i expand...

He's the one doing his stuff

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

I here it everyday,

All up under the covers day

Or now they don't praise enough

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

Ships that sail to distant places

He's the one doing his stuff

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Everyday more lazy killing, everyday more crazy tripping.

No more showering you with stuff,

Here i go again, falling in love

Mouth filled up with my sticky stuff

Wood chain with a jesus