This is a song about "Trash art"

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

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

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Would look at us all the time

Soft white the art i twine

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

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Cause these niggas doo-doo trash

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Pure trash infused with such elegance,