This is a song about "Trash littering pollution"

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thangcall it automatic bang, bang, bang

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

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Why a black nigga take ass over class

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

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

Cause these niggas doo-doo trash

So much class, double d’s and ass