This is a song about "Material"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Shame i'm giving y'all so much material for dissing me

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

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

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

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

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,

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

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

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

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

My dj cuts material....

Lady at the frank stand will