This is a song about "Ur white trash"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Im trash cuz im white i dont need proof

Working and middle-class people were viewed as gutter trash,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Maybe all the other people were right? maybe he was just white trash

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Poor white people seen as trailer trash collecting fed checks,

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

It's roc nation, this my team

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

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