This is a song about "Curtis and momo like the garbage"

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Pg bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch

Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pail of garbage

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

All this garbage and it's nonsense, divided by the catholics,

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Mainstream artists are all retarded illuminati makin profits off garbage

But like the diamonds and gold

Women front, they get its cold

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch

And i'll toss you a grenade instead of that trick or treat garbage

You treat me like garbage for no legit reason, we'll it's time to be beaten/

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come