This is a song about "Material"

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

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

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

My dj cuts material....

Lady at the frank stand will

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Of real-life material of a different time period

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

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

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