This is a song about "Material"

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

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

You are inferior to my material.

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

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

Too busy with the venereal, ain't got time for your material

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

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

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

Of real-life material of a different time period

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

With more & more rap material, i got you and ya moms