This is a song about "Nba youngboy trash"

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Just because you said my shit was trash,

Focused on is tryna get paid, i'm self made, i'm on a mission to get to the nba,

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

After take-out i'm takin the out the trash.

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

I'ma put their ass on blast when they treated my mom like trash

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

Rolling while im blowing this stash

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