This is a song about "Putting junk in the trunk"

If you're not going to cooperate, just get in the trunk

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

And the word most important

Toss the body in my trunk

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

I'm putting cash in my pockets, so much to tour the world in a rocket,

I really hate people putting dvds back in the wrong boxes,

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Love turns into pain

Guns in the trunk, aks mayne

Insane like ed gein, putting dope in the vein, by the bundles.

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

For putting in ten minutes of just using the alphabet

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

You never play with young boys cause they never private

Got some lames in my trunk, i dank 'em skunks in shit