This is a song about "Powerful men garbage"

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

All ready to slice ya, and throw your life in a garbage

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

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

So powerful call me the president

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I am not powerless, i am powerful

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch

You're flow's like, eehhh, compared to mine it's like garbage

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

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

Mainstream artists are all retarded illuminati makin profits off garbage

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Just like walkin in the bathroom to piss in the garbage

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message