This is a song about "Trash rap"

Throwing out the trash, you wack rappers mad?/

I promise i'mma call you back

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

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

I never fit in with them light skins

"put that slut back in the trash bin/

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

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

My dick eatin 5 star yo shit eatin from the trash

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

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