This is a song about "My turn"

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Smack crack, so hard my eyes would turn black,

I must go like fly route

Imma turn my life around

They can’t even come around

//and its my turn to settle down

Killin everybody in my sight, turn him black and white

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Turn rappaholic boy i got my cashflow

//and its my turn to settle down

Come wit me you'll smoke around

I starved while y'all got fat, well now it's my fuckin' turn

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn