This is a song about "Trash art"

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

And now i'm spilling early thoughts, 'cuz it's purely art,

Dc has never seen such progress

But you can't trash a mess

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Need to stay original and be myself say hey art

But i would travel through art

Snitches here don't got no heart

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I know what you do with that

Piece of art that i painted

The shape of your body is a perfect work of art,

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart