This is a song about "Trash art"

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

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

Piece of art that i painted

No car key and i mean that

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Spit it gershwin, picture perfect, this shit is purely art,

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

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

Look, i tried to call it quits

In this known art of wits

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

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

Need to stay original and be myself say hey art

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

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass