This is a song about "K trash"

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

But you can't trash a mess

Carefree i don’t need the stress

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

I guess it's up to me to take out the trash

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

Working and middle-class people were viewed as gutter trash,

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

And 53 percent of whites are just seen as "gutter trash",

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash