This is a song about "K pop bin in a trashcan"

How were you today? eh k that's all you say and i'm like noway you in a

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Don't put shit into my head my brain is not a fucking bin,

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Icy k is back, on a verbal attack.

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Pop in a movie and now you dont wanna watch it cause you want an ice cream

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Doin wat i do is not a sin i always keep a stray gat in the bin

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Now its all about that a-k spray in yo face, such a disgrace lives took death