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

And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch

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

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

Ive been discriminated against, evaluated than tossed out like garbage,

You're flow's like, eehhh, compared to mine it's like garbage

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

But like the diamonds and gold

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

I literally could shit on paper and it'd be better than this garbage

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

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

Your on the wrong path,you minus me equals garbage thats strong math

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

Garbage stan, fuck with me, ima dip you in a garbage can