This is a song about "Material"

You are inferior to my material.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

Used to be family material what happened to that

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Of real-life material of a different time period

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

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

Yeah come holla at your uncle

My dj cuts material....