This is a song about "Turkey"

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Or else compete as i swallow and eat you like a turkey meat... bonne petite!

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey?

Must be something you want me to see

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Trying to catch me riding dirty

I'm cold on the cold turkey