This is a song about "Material"

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

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

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

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

Of real-life material of a different time period

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

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,

You are inferior to my material.

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.