This is a song about "Get turned on"

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Vigilantes, shit leaves 'em turned on like a hot appliance,

No beat, but i get my rhyme on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

Beats on repeat, have to get my mind on my side

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Shit i pray i never get rained on

Its amazing because kids turned

I'm a new soul, i came to this strange world

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Let's get it on like desert storm, the pentagon for steppin' on,

But time to get on track

Don’t you be holding back

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Get on my level son