This is a song about "Garbage trucks"

Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Your shit is so consistent with garbage lines.

Mama always told me i’d be famous

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Came from a pail of garbage, hard as nails, trailer parks,

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

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

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

And i'll toss you a grenade instead of that trick or treat garbage

Odd future wolf gang like they're filmin' twilight in this bitch