This is a song about "Material"

Of real-life material of a different time period

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

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

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Material, hypocritical dissenter

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

To make karma come faster than she normally will

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,