This is a song about "Xbox trash talker"

Y’all only in it for the cars

See i was in my room, on my old xbox.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'm a forest walker, foggy talker, cold morning proper

That k o d a lil bit of change

Completely smashed my xbox, didn't beat the next stage.

When it's trouble, they "blocka" and fuck a life

(hi, i'm here to see xbox perform live)

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Your xbox is my new playstation,with you she stay hating

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Makes me a piece of white trash,