This is a song about "Junk"

Since you love working that chrome junk

I’m coming back like light-skin and

[j] jeez, jesus is jabbin' my junk in justice juries.

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Girls be like whoa, you see that mans junk

Unify them, mob through, take over and

You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

My ambitious girl, i won't forget you

My junk hang low like there aint no curfew

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Tell me that you're joking not rapping, your raps are like a cane of junk

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

And junk food that's been feeding me.