This is a song about "Material"

My dj cuts material....

Cause this album pack enough evil

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

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

You are inferior to my material.

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

Material, hypocritical dissenter

If its not couture, i will not go to her

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,