This is a song about "Trash cans"

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash

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

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

Passing out snacks while passing zags cause smoking out of cans is whack

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Comin' up to kill me but your motherfuckin rap's trash,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

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

My dick eatin 5 star yo shit eatin from the trash

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas