This is a song about "Material"

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Used to be family material what happened to that

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

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

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

Cause this album pack enough evil

My dj cuts material....

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

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

Of real-life material of a different time period

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick