This is a song about "Material"

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Used to be family material what happened to that

The root of all evil

My dj cuts material....

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Material, hypocritical dissenter

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

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

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

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