This is a song about "Garbage"

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

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

You might say this is garbage but its talent

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I’m in the air bitch, diamonds clear bitch

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Creations of garbage meaning you have no vocation,

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

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

All ready to slice ya, and throw your life in a garbage

Lexus with me for the night pick up hoes with my bitch

In a garbage can, that'll cheer you up and let ya heal

2 shades from the color graymy kick game so unreal

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

Mainstream artists are all retarded illuminati makin profits off garbage