This is a song about "Stuff"

I'm a magician so please focus

You in to that animal stuff

I'm just trying to focus

Mouth filled up with my sticky stuff

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

Is you big enough

I don't wanna damage you

Punchin stuff just dont get through

You just sick of me and my sweet stuff

Hoping that nobody don't notice

He's the one doing his stuff

And i can't help but notice

I got glasses to see stuff,

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love