This is a song about "How and trash"

And that trash was crazy cause we were all lazy as fuck

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

And get caught, in the moment

How could you love her and

And say that im trash, but bro you be looking in the mirror

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

When we pass the grass and know this like we know your raps are trash,

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

And that trash was crazy cause we were all lazy as fuck

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

You feed off all the trash talk, and shit that you start

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Ima let her be by herself in peace