This is a song about "Recycling bin"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I'll win putting your shit in the recycle bin

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

Still in my skull is a vacant, empty void been using it more as a bin for storage

Or be swept to see like osama bin laden was left in the ocean

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

The rich bin diminishing tonnage as kids rummage through the chips in the rubbish

You'll be like osama bin laden, dropped in the sea

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

My fame is bin laden, yo, we blowing the fuck up

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

Don't put shit into my head my brain is not a fucking bin,