This is a song about "Material"

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Material, hypocritical dissenter

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Filled up with so much material litter, they call me material spiller,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

To make karma come faster than she normally will

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

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