This is a song about "Garbage disposal"

You rely on trash talk cause you're rhyme's are just garbage

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

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

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

And inside they think rap's soft

Overdosed on that garbage, brain washed

It's all over now, take it like a man

Fuck of man u smell like a garbage can

You might say this is garbage but its talent

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

All this garbage and it's nonsense, divided by the catholics,

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids