This is a song about "Turkey burger"

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

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

Dolla burger me fuck a flea circus

All we need is convienient love

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Getting carried away, but like burger king she can have it her way

Am i clear to you?picture me rollin' nigga, legitfree like o.j. all day

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

Last time you had beef was when you went to burger kings

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Even went large like a burger king combo

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe