This is a song about "Garbage"

Just like walkin in the bathroom to piss in the garbage

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Your shit is so consistent with garbage lines.

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

You might say this is garbage but its talent

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

Rex ryan on these hoes, jet life forever bitch

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

All this garbage and it's nonsense, divided by the catholics,

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage