This is a song about "Turnin"

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Song is turnin into one long poem.

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Turnin on my tv my favorite show was on

And pray for better days

Elvis start turnin in his grave

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

My bars are magical like jesus turnin water to wine

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis