This is a song about "Material"

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

You are inferior to my material.

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Of real-life material of a different time period

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

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

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

Used to be family material what happened to that

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Material, hypocritical dissenter

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

Cause this album pack enough evil