This is a song about "Your a piece of garbage"

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

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

A little piece of shit

I'm stuck with that

And then along came the wrong man for her

Write your names on the separate piece of paper

She said slip this piece of paper on your tongue and

Don't know her name those ain't really important

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

When i say your garbage, leave your brain with a big blockage

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

Fuck of man u smell like a garbage can

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Not obvious, it’s like a piece of shit

A piece of art, at least some part

For the most part those blocks get bogart