This is a song about "Stuff"

I got glasses to see stuff,

I wouldn't be famous

But i murder him first

The stuff we could have learned

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

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

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

I just light up and focus

No more showering you with stuff,

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

Then i said i had enough

He's the one doing his stuff

And now it's clear as this promise