This is a song about "Wasteman raps"

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Your raps ain't worth a dime

An ability conversion of rhymes and raps

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Act bad & outrageous / when i kick my raps

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

He just get her bigger bags

She like when i rap raps

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

My raps are artistic

Quick with the intricate raps

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

I can only construct raps

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks