This is a song about "Turnin"

Elvis start turnin in his grave

Never can i straight face

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Song is turnin into one long poem.

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

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

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Her man face turnin green like his name was ralph nader

Cant get rid of you like cockroaches, my stomach's turnin'.

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

And runnin' with specific crews, turnin' blue? shit's a clue

I'm talking ambition, i could spell it for you

Never break, took a break though

Turnin up that radio

Right when i was turnin the corner, startin to bend

Cause i was never hesitant to represent