This is a song about "Turkey burger"

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

Got lebron entourages like maverick and richie paul

Go burger king on life's ass as this hanging rope leaves me to fall.

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

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

About the way i'm feeling

Way out hand running to burger king

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

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

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

And cook her so you can serve her in a special spicy burger

Latin and asians, black, caucasian

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon