This is a song about "Turnin"

Get you high, keep it on the low

Turnin up that radio

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Song is turnin into one long poem.

But this adolescent mind of mine, turnin me from gold to mold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

U aint paid u broke, this boards turnin to a joke/

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Shes called the twerk queen, when her ass is flatter than someone turnin thirteen,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I feel like i'm just lost n' tossin an turnin, frosted over still burnin'

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Turnin on my tv my favorite show was on