This is a song about "Material"

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

You are inferior to my material.

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

My dj cuts material....

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

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

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