This is a song about "Stuff"

And what i done just ain't enough

I got glasses to see stuff,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

You in to that animal stuff

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

If u get caught and cuffed/drop that stuff

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

Yeah i remember all that stuff,

I'm hooked on that good stuff

On the slow jam of love

I opened my drawer today and it had all her stuff.

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff