This is a song about "You trash son"

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Your so trash that you lowered hip hops repatriation

That will hit you as hard as a bison son,

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

I am not the only one

Damn.... can you keep up son?

You spit that end rhyme trash i'm spittin syllables two or three

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Just because you said my shit was trash,

But i let off everything i have

You know that whites are trailer-dwelling trash rednecks,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

So you better run better run son

Riding around without a fuck given

You're uncool like my mother kin

You and your wanna be white trash passion