This is a song about "Matter"

Something worth dying for

And those scores don't matter.

Or my parade for that matter

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

The chosen one in a bunch of matter

Then the stars don't even matter

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

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

Cerebral blood splatter and brain matter

Too little here to matter

Ya'll wife and white knight her

No matter what it fuckin hurt

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

Said her hearts, in a cage

Life wont matter or change