This is a song about "Mixed trash"

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up

But i let off everything i have

I guess you think you cas, but i think you trash.

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I don't want no fucking crown

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Mixed with excision of inhibition