This is a song about "Picking up trash"

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

She ain't picking up strangers from the road, fucking up,

I suppose, when i'm finished,ill hook ya up with a date but i'm picking the thickest

'i am not guilty, i am innocent'- i heard that it made me sick 'n' insanely pissed

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

- picking by pages, about to show my flow/

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

A proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary, man

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Licking picking and ticking the package,

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Picking words from the top of my cranium

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Pure trash infused with such elegance,