This is a song about "Material"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Material, hypocritical dissenter

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

My dj cuts material....

As i light one for ill will

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material