This is a song about "Material"

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,

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Used to be family material what happened to that

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

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

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Of real-life material of a different time period

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

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