This is a song about "Trash can"

My dick eatin 5 star yo shit eatin from the trash

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

Gotta make that cash

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

Cause these niggas doo-doo trash

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

I guess you think you cas, but i think you trash.

D-low where's the trigger, i'll let this bullet play hero.. bang

Your rhymes stink, like rotten bananas in a trash can,