This is a song about "Material"

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

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

Of real-life material of a different time period

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Material, hypocritical dissenter

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

My dj cuts material....

As i light one for ill will

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

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