This is a song about "Stuff"

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

You just sick of me and my sweet stuff

The stuff we could have learned

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

All we need is convienient love

I got glasses to see stuff,

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

Or know them testament verses

That will be enough

He's the one doing his stuff

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service