This is a song about "Material"

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Cause this album pack enough evil

My dj cuts material....

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Of real-life material of a different time period

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

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

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends