This is a song about "Material"

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

You are inferior to my material.

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Of real-life material of a different time period

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

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

Material, hypocritical dissenter

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.