This is a song about "Alonzo your trash in basketball"

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Trailor trash, ill choke you to your last breath

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

Stupid-ass, he been in the game like basketball, but no,

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Whack rappers in sight, with the trash that they write in their sightless gaze

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

Your so trash that you lowered hip hops repatriation

But there's too much trash in this bitch, get to cleaning/

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

I could accomplish any task, practicing trash talking in a trance

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

Your live could've been a blast, you were strong, but now, you're gonna die, trash and forlorn