This is a song about "Trash cans"

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Before i stepped into a serene scene amped out on thirteen black cans of caffeine

I'm a fucking unicorn, and fuck anybody who say i'm not. wolf gang

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

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

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

Rolling while im blowing this stash

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

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

But you can't trash a mess

Spending her time with him i guess

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

You still stare at frozen juice cans, cause they say concentrate.

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Grab a few cans two spliffs with the lads,