This is a song about "You garbage"

Just like walkin in the bathroom to piss in the garbage

And knock billiards out of your business, ya bitch

Odd future wolf gang like they're filmin' twilight in this bitch

Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pail of garbage

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

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

Overdosed on that garbage, brain washed

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

Garbage stan, fuck with me, ima dip you in a garbage can

Cause todays garbage collection day

I want to feel her in every way