This is a song about "Garbage"

Fuck of man u smell like a garbage can

But my character never could be like them, man

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

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

You rely on trash talk cause you're rhyme's are just garbage

The only reason that i put up with this bougie ass bitch

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

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

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

Jazz talkin, i bet i pick and roll with your bitch

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

Overdosed on that garbage, brain washed

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

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

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