This is a song about "Material"

My dj cuts material....

Yeah come holla at your uncle

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

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

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Used to be family material what happened to that

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

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

Of real-life material of a different time period

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

Filled up with so much material litter, they call me material spiller,