This is a song about "Trash littering pollution"

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

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

Makes me a piece of white trash,

I can barely wipe my ass

This is the season for noise pollution contamination

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

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

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

Or just stop the pollution

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

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

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass