This is a song about "Talk trash"

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Cause these niggas doo-doo trash

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

You rely on trash talk cause you're rhyme's are just garbage

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

I guess you think you cas, but i think you trash.

And 53 percent of whites are just seen as "gutter trash",

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

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

I make her cum a lot

I visualize they day we talk

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Makes me a piece of white trash,