This is a song about "Turkey jerky"

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

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Look it something they can't ever see

On my meat as we eat beef jerky

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

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

I’m tryna be low key

I'm cold on the cold turkey

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see