This is a song about "Good stuff"

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

Stuff you can't extinguish,

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

But i guess that shit's just tough love

He's the one doing his stuff

Trust they seen enough

Wood chain with a jesus

I got glasses to see stuff,