This is a song about "To turnt"

Now you have to bury me to!

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

To reality and to the facts

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Cause talk is cheap

To beat or not to beat/

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I'm on a killing spree, can no one stop me, so turnt like a slave that got out yelling

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.

To be trucker's to chuck

I said i don’t give a fuck

Reluctant to, to give a shit

How bout we blow this bit

I guess i had to, go to that place, to get to this one

Way that i describe it, prescribe a nigga medicine