This is a song about "Material"

You are inferior to my material.

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

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

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

With material that rocks, killing a million stages (x2)

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense