This is a song about "Being trash"

And put trash rappers inside of coffins

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Just because you said my shit was trash,

How the fuck you wipe your ass

But you can't trash a mess

I don't fear death

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash

But i let off everything i have

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

My dick eatin 5 star yo shit eatin from the trash

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

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Throwing out the trash, you wack rappers mad?/

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it