This is a song about "Dump trucks"

By spittin these bars, leave retrieved cars at the dump

As my name get bigger this game get different

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

I need a fucking ladder to get outta this dump,

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

I need a fucking ladder to get outta this dump,

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Hat is always forest so the bitches call me gump

I need a fucking ladder to get outta this dump,

And i need you to show me love

Get money, dump the riches

That i'll rip your fucking head off and dump it in

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion