This is a song about "Waste"

You comeplete waste man

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

A taste of waste i don't want here.

I just wanna keep it real

But there's no spider bite, and no dumped waste

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Still trying to grow a stubble on your face, such a waste

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Hoes are what i don't chase, i got no time to waste

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Setting ablaze nuclear waste facilities,