This is a song about "Material"

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

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

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

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

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

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

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

Used to be family material what happened to that

You are inferior to my material.

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

Sheets made of egyptian silk material