This is a song about "Sleeping in a trash can"

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Makes me a piece of white trash,

Holes in skulls, that stuff is my sleeping pill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Sleeping with the fishes like a motherfucking otter.

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

This was a quick trash i hope yours is not as wack!

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

That white trash traffic and gridlock, shit happened like a six blocks

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots