This is a song about "Trash littering pollution"

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

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

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

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Spending her time with him i guess

But you can't trash a mess

I blame the pollution of the mainstream music they viewing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

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

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

This is the season for noise pollution contamination

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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