This is a song about "Rap stuff"

And i need you to show me love

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

Have to leave without your stuff

Then i said i had enough

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff

All we need is convienient love

Yeah i remember all that stuff,

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

List includes everyone who seeks his new stuff

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

I've got muslims calling on jesus

He's the one doing his stuff

We don't ever make love