This is a song about "Material"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

You are inferior to my material.

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

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

Of real-life material of a different time period

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

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

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her