This is a song about "Material"

Shame i'm giving y'all so much material for dissing me

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Of real-life material of a different time period

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

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

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Used to be family material what happened to that

Material, hypocritical dissenter

So she just sit while settling for the lesser

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her