This is a song about "Garbage day"

You might say this is garbage but its talent

With such an ugly picture in it and

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

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

Overdosed on that garbage, brain washed

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

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

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Lifes a big garbage truck

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

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

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage