This is a song about "Garbage men"

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

Pg bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch

This black snake moan is somethin' to suck bitch

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

I had never fit in with the men.

Made a million with the pen

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Creations of garbage meaning you have no vocation,

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

Just like walkin in the bathroom to piss in the garbage