This is a song about "Garbage"

About disaster in the world and

You might say this is garbage but its talent

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

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

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

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

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

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

Creations of garbage meaning you have no vocation,

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

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

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Monkeys be throwing shit at because your bars are garbage