This is a song about "Soild waste and how it harms the environment"

Check out my scrotum and how it sags,

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Homeboyardee up in this northwest environment

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

In these rhymes i will tell it... tell it how it was and how it ought to be

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

And i don't waste my time!

Beef: i hammer mine

Said i'm just tryna do this quick like make haste

But there's no spider bite, and no dumped waste

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Put the words in front of my face and tell me how to relay it,

And thats how it goes, i jizz like ali, you can't stop the flow.

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Turn the page, ya piece of waste

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised