This is a song about "Material"

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

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

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

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

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Used to be family material what happened to that

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

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