This is a song about "Recycling trash"

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Working and middle-class people were viewed as gutter trash,

Your rhymes stink, like rotten bananas in a trash can,

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

Comin' up to kill me but your motherfuckin rap's trash,

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

You and your wanna be white trash passion

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Makes me a piece of white trash,

Just because you said my shit was trash,

Cause you're most likely to crash

Me? i'm wolf, you can call me tyler though

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe