This is a song about "Material"

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

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

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

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

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

Can't change who i am, i just try to get better

Material, hypocritical dissenter

To make karma come faster than she normally will

You are inferior to my material.

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

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

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