This is a song about "Stuff"

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

List includes everyone who seeks his new stuff

Here i go again, searching for love

I got glasses to see stuff,

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Have to leave without your stuff

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

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Pocket racked up all big faces

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

He's the one doing his stuff

Then i said i had enough

The stuff we could have learned

Shit, in this white man's world