This is a song about "Garbage"

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

I fathered the game, feel like i'm watching my sons floss

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

Mainstream artists are all retarded illuminati makin profits off garbage

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

Fuck of man u smell like a garbage can

$100 measles man, issue me with ego man

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

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

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

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

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

Not puckett but i hit it then i duck a bitch