Garbage

It's garbage day, time to kick you to the curb you think you're so sweet, all you do is disturb (ME) i try to keep this place a little classy that's why you gotta go, you're way too trashy Your attitude stinks, it's rotten to the core getting rid of you is just a daily chore don't bother me one bit to see you go tired of you sharing things no one needs to know Always being snide and throwing hella shade then you run and hide, oh my god, YOU'RE afraid?! you went and set me off - just like a hand grenade now i'm cleaning up this mess, but i ain't no maid you're garbage I need a hefty bag for all- your- bullstuff extra jumbo size to make sure it all fits 'cuz you've been accumulating quite a lot i asked you a few times "can you please stop!?" But you didn't, and now here we are i didn't think you'd really take it this far betcha wish you listened when i told ya butt to chill now you're freaking out on your way to the landfill I don't need your filth, this ain't no fear factor it's time for you to go in the compactor yeah, you ain't nothing but trouble that's why you belong with the rubble you're garbage