This is a song about "Shes from turkey"

Shes perfect, and apparently you wernt worth it,

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The truth shall be told

Shes only 17 years old

If they find that stash box just one time

Shes just hopin for a quick line

That's why they can't mess up my flow

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

My emotions came out expressly, shes so fly,