This is a song about "Dumpster treatment"

Not only am i here to talk the treatment of blacks,

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

You guys are making the innocent live in a dumpster fire

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

His girl? yeah i fucked her, bust a nut up in that cum dumpster

I put in the work, i'm getting the treatment!

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

And i agree that it's nothing compared to treatment of slaves,

Flow sick like i needed treatment

And get caught, in the moment

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I'm not talking bout treatment of the royalty,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Was put in a treatment facility feeling guilty like i was stealing lines from you guys,