This is a song about "Material"

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

Yeah come holla at your uncle

My dj cuts material....

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Material, hypocritical dissenter

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

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

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

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

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

You are inferior to my material.