This is a song about "Garbage people"

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

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

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage

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

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

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

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

Niggas braggin' but everybody stagnant

You might say this is garbage but its talent

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

Garbage stan, fuck with me, ima dip you in a garbage can

Your shit is so consistent with garbage lines.

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

All your other fuckin garbage