This is a song about "3 states of matter"

Sick of these "rappers" that don't matter, just bastards with no game

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

In three states you're accused of rape

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom

Matter of fact he don't got one and thats a scary outcome

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I keep on going till i matter, won't just be a piece of matter

Which created 3 branches of our government, executive, legislative,

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Only a matter of time before we get fucked up,

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

You is not hip then i can not coach her

The chosen one in a bunch of matter