This is a song about "Turn 16"

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

A turn of events could be eminence or broken promises

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Or else heats will be burned stomachs will twist and turn theres so much

Got girls that turn dykes over night like it happened all a sudden

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

I used to think that life was simple, then took a different turn,

But here knb my verse is over its your turn spit your weak ass verbs.

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

But time and crime again i see blacks hurt blacks no need to turn back