This is a song about "Trunk"

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

In the back trunk, half dead ya lay

Body yo ass now you stinking in yo mama trunk

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Body wouldn't fit but i kept slammin my trunk, tryin' my luck

In the back trunk, half dead ya lay

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

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

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

This funky rhythm fits so snug, dynamic funk boomin from your trunk

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

While living, at home with mommy and daddy, i sling dimes out the trunk of my black caddy,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see