This is a song about "Material"

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

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

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

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

My dj cuts material....

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Material, hypocritical dissenter

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Too busy with the venereal, ain't got time for your material

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

You are inferior to my material.

Rather die making money than live poor and legal