This is a song about "Material"

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

You are inferior to my material.

Material, hypocritical dissenter

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Of real-life material of a different time period

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

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