This is a song about "Design material"

Filled up with so much material litter, they call me material spiller,

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Of real-life material of a different time period

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Westside, bitch i run mine

Was mine and my design,

Material, hypocritical dissenter

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Shame i'm giving y'all so much material for dissing me

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

Design an album that isn't about girls from maxim

It's the way it's design, i've been funny since i was nine

On this new school of rappers, i will really go columbine