This is a song about "Turner smith"

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Which is the root of all negative

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

You can read what i say on twitter, im the loud-mouth jaden smith

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch

They vaguely decipher my language

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven