This is a song about "To turnt"

Third ward general, young cash money

Intro to anatomy

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?

He been waiting for his connection to come

There soul to satan to make millions whats it to

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

Redan road, that’s my street

To beat or not to beat/

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

We turnt up in the studio late night

To rap to my full potential

The most ill, more drama than denzel

Now you have to bury me to!

The boa know they loving the crew

Intellectually there's a place to go to

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through