This is a song about "Talking trash"

I never fit in with them light skins

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

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

No one-half and i hate math

Makes me a piece of white trash,

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

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

I could accomplish any task, practicing trash talking in a trance

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Too bad, that's the beer talking

I’m smoother than alopecia skin