This is a song about "Material"

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

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

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

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

We don't believe you, you need more people

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

You are inferior to my material.

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal