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

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

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

Stuck in this game

Guns in the trunk, aks mayne

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Probably because you got that autistic junk in your head

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Throw em in my trunk and head out straight for the docks

No more ho-ney, in the, tea. putting comma's infront of each word,

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

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

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Tie you up put you in the trunk and drive your car into a hospital