This is a song about "Yo bars trash"

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

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

But you can't trash a mess

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Real g when i'm spitting bars

And mine somewhere bout mars

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

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

They're trash talk, nothin else kid, your bars fuckin smell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

My dick eatin 5 star yo shit eatin from the trash

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Working and middle-class people were viewed as gutter trash,