This is a song about "Material"

Material, hypocritical dissenter

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

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

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

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

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds