This is a song about "Material"

Used to be family material what happened to that

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Yeah come holla at your uncle

My dj cuts material....

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

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

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

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

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

You are inferior to my material.