This is a song about "Material"

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

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

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

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

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Used to be family material what happened to that

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,