This is a song about "Ur white trash"

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

So take the stage just show me what you got

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Now ur alone livin with ur parents cause ur fucking show up

From ur head n' ur mind,

To my unborn child

But you can't trash a mess

I'm hoping i confess

That white trash traffic and gridlock, shit happened like a six blocks

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

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

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

Do i care, no i don't.. i'm white trash who might bash

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

After take-out i'm takin the out the trash.