This is a song about "Bill of material"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Too busy with the venereal, ain't got time for your material

Material objects got me fascinated so i'm tellin' lies,

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

With more & more rap material, i got you and ya moms

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Obama and bill clint,

And i'm just being honest

You are inferior to my material.

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Maybe they know him better, or i don't know no better

Material, hypocritical dissenter

My dj cuts material....

Yeah come holla at your uncle