This is a song about "Material"

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

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

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

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

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

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

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

You are inferior to my material.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

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