This is a song about "Material"

Material, hypocritical dissenter

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

Of real-life material of a different time period

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

This is the root of all evil

My dj cuts material....

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

You are inferior to my material.

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense