This is a song about "Material"

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Material objects got me fascinated so i'm tellin' lies,

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,

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

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

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

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

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