This is a song about "Material"

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

You are inferior to my material.

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

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

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

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

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

Used to be family material what happened to that

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

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

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker