This is a song about "Trunt up"

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

That shit was wack as fuck

I know you're mad, but so what

On how they set me up

Uh ha, you know what

My teenage years were fucked up,

They like talking, its like gossip

With every dick that went up

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up too fast

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act