This is a song about "Programmable matter"

Got his back no matter what

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

And that i spent the night with her

Third eye high, this does not matter

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker

Cerebral blood splatter and brain matter

I keep on going till i matter, won't just be a piece of matter

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

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

But you know what, that ain't matter

Or my parade for that matter

Not a rapper, i’m a raptor

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Always fly dont matter the occasion

White black contrast doesn't matter

Doctor made her fatter