This is a song about "Recycle"

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

And even though we try to recycle

Black side keep on to cycle while i'm tryna recycle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

So sleep tight as i take care of these recycle rappers

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I'll win putting your shit in the recycle bin