This is a song about "Turkey and dressing black girls grovestreet"

I'm cold on the cold turkey

You a lady boss, now you fly free

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Dumb girls doing it, and my shoe again,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Powerpuff girls and invader zim

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

She uses my nut like salad dressing

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Hurl the pendent and send it to them girls/

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

And my girls yeah she a queen