This is a song about "Material"

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

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 material that rocks, killing a million stages (x2)

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Of real-life material of a different time period

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

My dj cuts material....

Lady at the frank stand will

Whether any weather, nobody doing it better

Material, hypocritical dissenter

Used to be family material what happened to that

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back