Pop Trunk
Ameer Vann Lyrics


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This my eulogy, dig into the roots of me
Look into a serpent's eyes, I can spot my enemies
I can hear a butterfly's wings, you niggas centipedes
A den of vipers and thieves, you ain't no friend of me
I think I finally rest, when I rest in peace
And made my soul see the gates, lay me down to sleep
I'm feelin' different, profitin' off my ignorance
But may my life be filled with other decadence
My mama and Grandmama, that's black excellence
My girl in Air Force One like she the president
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I ain't no boy in a band, I am more than a man
I got the world in my palm, sittin' right in my hand
You know my fist stay clenched, you know my mind been gone
I think I lost that shit in all that Backwood smoke
And all that Gucci shit

I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence

Havin' thoughts of suicide, but I just be concealin' them
I been callin' out to God but I just don't be hearin' him
I just try to stay alive and navigate my business
It's gotta' be like somethin' more than all this we experience
Delusions and delirium
I'm fuckin' serious, niggas is in my ear again
I'm turnin' serial, really I'm 'bout to kill again
I'm at the Frenchy's on Scott, I'm like a kid again
3-piece and some fries, that's what my dinner is
Around the pistols and rocks, I learned from many men
Car wash from a fiend
You see the blaze and that gleam
You see the things that I seen
You wouldn't talk so much
You wouldn't be worried 'bout me
About the friends that I keep
About that gold that I lost
About that drank on my teeth
I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees
That's why I don't sleep
Keep a gun, keep the peace

I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence

Every time we hit the parking lot we turn heads
(Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads)
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised




Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Pop Trunk" by Ameer Vann reflect his struggle with suicidal thoughts and his experiences growing up in the Southside of Houston. The song begins with Vann comparing himself to a serpent and stating that he can spot his enemies. He then talks about feeling different and profiting off his ignorance. Vann hopes that his life will be filled with other decadence and praises his family, while also acknowledging that he has thoughts of suicide. He concludes the song with a repetition of the phrase "Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads, Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised," emphasizing the danger and conflict of his upbringing.


Throughout the song, Vann uses motifs of nature, such as a serpent's eyes, a butterfly's wings, and centipedes to convey his sharp observational skills and to contrast with the violent and dangerous environment he grew up in. He also refers to the Houston rap scene and specifically the tradition of banging Screw and popping trunks as a way of expressing his pride in his city and his cultural identity.


The lyrics of "Pop Trunk" reflect the struggle of growing up in a violent and oppressive environment and the trauma that can result from it. Vann expresses his conflicting emotions of pride in his upbringing and frustration with the hardships that come with it. The song is ultimately an exploration of identity and survival in the face of adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

This my eulogy, dig into the roots of me
This song is about the deep, personal struggles and experiences that have shaped me into the person I am today.


Look into a serpent's eyes, I can spot my enemies
I am able to see through people's false intentions and recognize those who are not truly there for me.


I can hear a butterfly's wings, you niggas centipedes
I am able to notice even the smallest details and nuances, while those around me are more superficial and lack attention to detail.


A den of vipers and thieves, you ain't no friend of me
There are those around me who are disloyal and untrustworthy, and I must distance myself from them.


I think I finally rest, when I rest in peace
I will not find true peace and rest until after I have passed away.


And made my soul see the gates, lay me down to sleep
I hope that my soul will be able to enter the afterlife peacefully once I have passed away.


I'm feelin' different, profitin' off my ignorance
I am starting to feel like I am living in ignorance and possibly even profiting off of it in some way.


But may my life be filled with other decadence
Despite my current struggles and ignorance, I hope that my life will be full of other forms of luxury or pleasure.


My mama and Grandmama, that's black excellence
The strong women in my life, my mother and grandmother, are a testament to the strength and resilience of black women in our society.


My girl in Air Force One like she the president
My girlfriend is just as powerful and important as the president of the United States.


I ain't no boy in a band, I am more than a man
I am not just part of a group, but rather an individual with a unique identity and strength.


I got the world in my palm, sittin' right in my hand
I feel like I have the power and control over my own life and my own destiny.


You know my fist stay clenched, you know my mind been gone
Despite my outward appearance of strength, I am struggling internally and my mind is not in a healthy place.


I think I lost that shit in all that Backwood smoke
I may have let my pain and struggles get the best of me, and turned to unhealthy coping mechanisms such as smoking.


And all that Gucci shit
The superficial luxury of brands such as Gucci do not bring true happiness or fulfillment.


Havin' thoughts of suicide, but I just be concealin' them
I am struggling with suicidal thoughts but am hiding them from those around me.


I been callin' out to God but I just don't be hearin' him
I have been praying to a higher power for guidance, but feel like my prayers are going unanswered.


I just try to stay alive and navigate my business
Despite my struggles, I am trying my best to stay alive and focus on my personal and professional life.


It's gotta' be like somethin' more than all this we experience
There must be something more to life than the struggles and pain that we experience on a daily basis.


Delusions and delirium
I am experiencing hallucinations and am not entirely in touch with reality.


I'm fuckin' serious, niggas is in my ear again
I am serious about my struggles and internal demons, and others are not taking me seriously.


I'm turnin' serial, really I'm 'bout to kill again
My mental state is deteriorating and I am starting to feel like I may become violent.


I'm at the Frenchy's on Scott, I'm like a kid again
Despite my struggles, I am still able to find moments of joy and nostalgia, such as eating at a favorite restaurant from my childhood.


3-piece and some fries, that's what my dinner is
I am able to find happiness in simple pleasures, such as enjoying a meal at a fast food restaurant.


Around the pistols and rocks, I learned from many men
Despite the dangers of my environment, I have learned important lessons from those around me.


Car wash from a fiend
I am making money in ways that are not necessarily ethical or legal, such as working at a car wash owned by a drug addict.


You see the blaze and that gleam
You can see the fire and passion in my eyes, despite my struggles and mental state.


You see the things that I seen
I have experienced things that have shaped me in ways others may not understand or be able to relate to.


You wouldn't talk so much
If you had gone through what I have, you would not be so quick to judge or criticize me.


You wouldn't be worried 'bout me
You would not be overly concerned about my struggles or mental state, because you would understand that I am doing my best to cope and survive.


About the friends that I keep
You would not be quick to judge or criticize the people I associate with, because you would understand that we are all struggling and doing our best to survive.


About that gold that I lost
You would not be quick to judge or criticize me for any material possessions that I may have lost or no longer have, because you would understand that they are not important in the grand scheme of things.


About that drank on my teeth
You would not be quick to judge or criticize me for any visible signs of my struggles, such as stains on my teeth from drinking too much.


I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees
I would rather die standing up for what I believe in than live a life of subservience or submission.


That's why I don't sleep
I am constantly on edge and unable to relax, due to the internal struggles and external dangers that I face on a daily basis.


Keep a gun, keep the peace
I carry a weapon for my own safety and protection, in the hopes of avoiding violence and maintaining peace in my life.


Every time we hit the parking lot we turn heads
When I am with my crew or driving around, we attract attention and are noticed by those around us.


(Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads)
(This is reiterated in case the listener did not catch it the first time.)


Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Despite the dangers and threats that I face, I am from the Southside and am not easily intimidated or defeated.


Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
(This is repeated multiple times, emphasizing my resilience and strength in the face of adversity.)




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Ameer Emmanuel Vann, Chauncey A. Hollis, Greg Davis

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@nardostemtime5730

This my eulogy, dig into the roots of me
Look into a serpent's eyes, I can spot my enemies
I can hear a butterfly's wings, you niggas centipedes
A den of vipers and thieves, you ain't no friend of me
I think I finally rest, when I rest in peace
And made my soul see the gates, lay me down to sleep
I'm feelin' different, profitin' off my ignorance
But may my life be filled with other decadence
My mama and Grandmama, that's black excellence
My girl in Air Force One like she the president
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I ain't no boy in a band, I am more than a man
I got the world in my palm, sittin' right in my hand
You know my fist stay clenched, you know my mind been gone
I think I lost that shit in all that Backwood smoke
And all that Gucci shit
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
Havin' thoughts of suicide, but I just be concealin' them
I been callin' out to God but I just don't be hearin' him
I just try to stay alive and navigate my business
It's gotta' be like somethin' more than all this we experience
Delusions and delirium
I'm fuckin' serious, niggas is in my ear again
I'm turnin' serial, really I'm 'bout to kill again
I'm at the Frenchy's on Scott, I'm like a kid again
3-piece and some fries, that's what my dinner is
Around the pistols and rocks, I learned from many men
Car wash from a fiend
You see the blaze and that gleam
You see the things that I seen
You wouldn't talk so much
You wouldn't be worried 'bout me
About the friends that I keep
About that gold that I lost
About that drank on my teeth
I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees
That's why I don't sleep
Keep a gun, keep the peace
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
Every time we hit the parking lot we turn heads
(Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads)
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised




your welcome nardi skets



All comments from YouTube:

@bleakhull

"I am not a boy in a band,i am more than a man."

@jzsson2283

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@junwongyus813

so he a one man band

@user-wo1hg3vi7b

"im a transvestite" dam that line went hard!!!

@theartoonnerdologist411

tobio kageyama yes he is he is a villian of his own band

@rsadien

He’s really on to something, you can’t deny it.

@nunnallynun2335

rasheed sadien trap beat and same old, tired flow..... yeah sure dude

@eternal6922

nunnally nun ok libtard

@gligurr

not really, hes literally just talking over a beat

@thorkarr3601

@@nunnallynun2335 You just say that because you hate him

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