This is a song about "Trash mixtapes"

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

And the v12, that's on various trips

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Mixtapes calling out names, cleaning out closets, cuz know one knows me

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash

I'm hoping i confess

But you can't trash a mess

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

And it was mixtape after mixtapes and then the