This is a song about "Turn thot way"

Trap our young black seeds

But these days turn to weeks,

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Enter first perv. swerve around the curves, turn,

No matter where you turn

So in layman’s terms my words burn

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

We can't let this turn vapor

Took the van, went snatch her

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

Big homie hov said i am close

Some turn to end they time.

She prefer the dutty wine