This is a song about "Material"

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

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

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

You are inferior to my material.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

My dj cuts material....

Lady at the frank stand will

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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

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

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material