This is a song about "Talk trash"

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

They say your name for attention

"put that slut back in the trash bin/

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

They're trash talk, nothin else kid, your bars fuckin smell

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Just because you said my shit was trash,

My dick eatin 5 star yo shit eatin from the trash

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

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

And i got that drive and she just might crash