This is a song about "Material"

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

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Of real-life material of a different time period

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

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

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

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

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

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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,

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

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