This is a song about "Garbage"

School ain't even start yet, there ain't not freaks here

In a garbage can, that'll cheer you up and let ya heal

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

Rex ryan on these hoes, jet life forever bitch

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

Lifes a big garbage truck

Well, um, there's a but

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

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

Talkin' thathip-hop shit, don't get shot bitch

All your other fuckin garbage

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

Mainstream artists are all retarded illuminati makin profits off garbage

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage