This is a song about "Turn to ashes"

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Its unfortunate i had to metamorphosis your corpse to ashes,

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

//and its my turn to settle down

Some turn to end they time.

And now these hoes are on my line

It's my turn to phrase a turn of phrase and turn a purple haze

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Little more weed, first class seats

But these days turn to weeks,

My hat is always the color of cactus

Smoke you like a blunt then it's ashes to ashes