This is a song about "Material"

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

My dj cuts material....

This is the root of all evil

Material, hypocritical dissenter

If its not couture, i will not go to her

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

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

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

And if you light skin you might want to be careful