This is a song about "Turkey jerky"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

On my meat as we eat beef jerky

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Plottin' don’t even worry

See girl you are stronger then the strongest drug i ever had

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

He been waiting for his connection to come

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

The optimistic, pro on the lottery

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