This is a song about "Yall niggas trash"

Comin' up to kill me but your motherfuckin rap's trash,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

And 53 percent of whites are just seen as "gutter trash",

Yall some two faced niggas, harvey dent.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Yall act like yall can't see my my talent, i got skepticism

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash

Cause these niggas doo-doo trash

She graduated top of the class

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Better than your bitch would,i can kill yall niggas in the fucking hood.

But you can't trash a mess

Carefree i don’t need the stress