This is a song about "Trash and cahs"

...that's all i have

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

And put trash rappers inside of coffins

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

That white trash traffic and gridlock, shit happened like a six blocks

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

It's easy just to spit some trash and say that it's better dude

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Just because you said my shit was trash,

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

And that trash was crazy cause we were all lazy as fuck