This is a song about "Turn on"

Then turn it back on u wat a fucken joke

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Verse one: i remember when you could turn on the television

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Turn it over, now i'm on,

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Make nigga turn his rage on

That's word to my mom

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Are you hearing me right turn the sound up on the microphone

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Better begin, again with the meddling, turn the tap on the rap/