This is a song about "Travelling to turkey"

We love for a while then a light goes

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

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

There soul to satan to make millions whats it to

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

I'm cold on the cold turkey

I reel them in, goadomes on see

To convince you to buy

I'll meet you in the sky

It may be not the same for you

To stay true to the crew

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june