This is a song about "Being trash"

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

I'ma put their ass on blast when they treated my mom like trash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

And put trash rappers inside of coffins

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

"put that slut back in the trash bin/

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

So chase the air hide your stash

Just because you said my shit was trash,

I guess you think you cas, but i think you trash.

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

And 53 percent of whites are just seen as "gutter trash",

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass