This is a song about "Material"

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

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

My dj cuts material....

As i light one for ill will

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

You are inferior to my material.

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

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

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are