This is a song about "Your kids are some trash"

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

I can get straight to the cash

So many kids are hungry,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Where the kids are raving

Let my angel sing

Where are you? fraying for numbers on ma screen, i guess your stuck with some thirteen.

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

I'm a fucking unicorn, and fuck anybody who say i'm not. wolf gang

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

You know that whites are trailer-dwelling trash rednecks,

Destined to win, get respect where i live

It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with