This is a song about "Turned down"

Skittish brutes turned to gelatin

He been waiting for his connection to come

Walking on the ground

Till i turned that bitch around

But he turned into a liar

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Would look at us all the time

I've turned out almost fine,

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Then i redecorated, that meant the tables turned.

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

It figures my life's turned bitter,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her