This is a song about "Material"

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

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

You are inferior to my material.

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

Used to be family material what happened to that

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Of real-life material of a different time period

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

Cause this album pack enough evil

Sheets made of egyptian silk material