This is a song about "Turkey thugs"

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

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

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

While these thugs outside let the chamber push,

Good kids make bad grown ups

Tellin em what you thugs

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

Who know this be the life that i really live

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

The race war, when it's us against all of them