This is a song about "Turnin up cause i need this"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

About walking up to this shit cause i'll unload than i'll reload i overrode you

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

You need to shut up, i’ve been dedicated to this passion

Drama niggas need to let it go cause ima let it up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

I think i need a exorcist, cause i sometimes feel cursed/

Cause i need to be extraordinary, and if you feel this

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

All i need is this calm sanctuary.

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

So i need fame, to win this game,

They think they bring that pain