This is a song about "Material"

Material, hypocritical dissenter

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

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

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

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Cause this album pack enough evil

My dj cuts material....

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Of real-life material of a different time period