This is a song about "Truck"

Im loaded up like a moving truck

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Backing up, like the fool you are jumping in front of a moving truck

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

The line of my gasoline, running clean up to the truck

Lifes a big garbage truck

What, what ... project shit what

I never smiled as a juvenile

Of crappy nasty shit from a truck fit file

We hooked up... in the back of my homeboys truck.

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

Got caught on a fence, went to jail, but stay truck fit

Every day was a saturday, shit