This is a song about "Garbage people"

What, what ... project shit what

Lifes a big garbage truck

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

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

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

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

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

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I literally could shit on paper and it'd be better than this garbage

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

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

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch