This is a song about "Ryan is trash"

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

I guess it's up to me to take out the trash

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Cuz i cant get high off that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is

After take-out i'm takin the out the trash.

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Makes me a piece of white trash,

Gotta make that cash

But i like you like..like a lil bit

This kid is trash i'm done letting him have it

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

Cause these niggas doo-doo trash

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

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

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass