This is a song about "Trash"

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

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

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

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

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

But i let off everything i have

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash

Fell asleep in first class

Makes me a piece of white trash,

I guess it's up to me to take out the trash

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

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash