This is a song about "Stuff"

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

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Wood chain with a jesus

He's the one doing his stuff

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

Yeah i remember all that stuff,

Niggas talk with limited service

It's really not an issue

Wish i could stuff all you

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

You in to that animal stuff

So if it's true '12 couldn't come fast enough