This is a song about "Material"

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

My dj cuts material....

The root of all evil

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

You are inferior to my material.

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

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

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

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,