This is a song about "Xbox trash talker"

And when it come to the cash

Makes me a piece of white trash,

You got a pic of 50 cent and your a wack talker

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

She comes to assess the situation, she definitely a talker

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Took my xbox remains and smashed both of his legs.

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Took my xbox remains and smashed both of his legs.

Listen to every word that i slur

If you want beef let your lyrics be the talker

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips