This is a song about "Material"

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

You are inferior to my material.

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

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

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

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

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

My dj cuts material....

As i light one for ill will