This is a song about "Turkey sandwich"

No recourse when i strangle you, can't decide how to sandwich you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Packing pleasant feelings cause my sandwich packs a punch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

You're very attractive, and notice that

So i grab my sandwich and eat it

There's much more to life than just poverty

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

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Now i'm hungry: somebody get a ham sandwich,

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

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

Passive asset cash sandwich, you could say i'm a pacifist^16

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Rack rack city bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich