This is a song about "Trash"

I'ma put their ass on blast when they treated my mom like trash

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Just because you said my shit was trash,

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

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

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

And put trash rappers inside of coffins

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

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