This is a song about "Turning"

Put the purp in the blunt

But the cogs are turning, and

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Tossing and turning thinking its my fault

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

Well guess what i'm turning the page

Because i'm turning over a new page,

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer

Turning you bitches to splatter

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

My money is turning me green no wonder im called radioactive,

A shelter he can call home when there's no turning back

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad