This is a song about "Trash talk"

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Makes me a piece of white trash,

"put that slut back in the trash bin/

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

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

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

You rely on trash talk cause you're rhyme's are just garbage

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash

Talk shit, diarrhea

Who knows what the

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

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