This is a song about "Stuff"

My nigga, its all love

You in to that animal stuff

On the slow jam of love

He's the one doing his stuff

Trying to get back to this thing called love

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

Hop off the bus

I'm hooked on that good stuff

Or know them testament verses

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

See, i'm just trying to focus

Yeah i remember all that stuff,

I can teach you all the sounds of love

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

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