This is a song about "Junk"

My junk hang low like there aint no curfew

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you

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

Probably because you got that autistic junk in your head

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Since you love working that chrome junk

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

And junk food that's been feeding me.

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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