This is a song about "Real stuff"

Pocket racked up all big faces

I'm hooked on that good stuff

That would be enough

Have to leave without your stuff

The stuff we could have learned

You to the world

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

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

I just light up and focus

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

My nigga, its all love

Damn man that's some good stuff

Here i go again, searching for love

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff