This is a song about "Laylow s garbage"

Ive been discriminated against, evaluated than tossed out like garbage,

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

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch

If you ever feel alone and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Laylow and zylo, when i'm done i'd be in the dungeon

And we don't stress for nothing i just press the button

Just like walkin in the bathroom to piss in the garbage

And knock billiards out of your business, ya bitch

All your other fuckin garbage

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Overdosed on that garbage, brain washed

Guess i'll meet her right back at start