This is a song about "Turkey bacon"

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

Must be something you want me to see

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Before my eggs and bacon, i squat the world until my legs be shaking

Add a little meat and now we're bacon bad,

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

I'm cold on the cold turkey

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

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

If you smellin bacon

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun