This is a song about "Xbox trash talker"

Makes me a piece of white trash,

Just put your hand on the glass

I got a dollar and a dream

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

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

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

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

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

If you want beef let your lyrics be the talker

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Ya'll wife and white knight her

(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)