This is a song about "Material"

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

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

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

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

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

Cause this album pack enough evil

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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