This is a song about "Material"

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

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

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

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

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

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

Yeah come holla at your uncle

My dj cuts material....

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

You are inferior to my material.

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Used to be family material what happened to that

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Too busy with the venereal, ain't got time for your material