This is a song about "Turkey thugs"

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

‘cuz people still remember thugs killing tupac,

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

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

Sign a cdbut right now, does it look too shabby, t?look down can't even see my feet

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Forty mental slugs for these corny gental thugs

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups