This is a song about "Matter"

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

So no matter what you been through,no matter what seen through

Always fly dont matter the occasion

Me and my microphone could be one

Or my parade for that matter

I'm past that, i'm working on my master

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Believe me, money ain't shit it don't matter

The chosen one in a bunch of matter

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Years for that matter, but no matter the matter

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Something worth dying for

Too little here to matter

And those scores don't matter.

And i just want to hold her