This is a song about "Turning 16"

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Turning you bitches to splatter

And keep my account the same way…fuck outta here

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

Turning into a professional,

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

You can see them at the bars, on the stools and turning.

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Ain't recieved any mail

Turning up to that wale

Because i'm turning over a new page,

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Tossing and turning thinking its my fault

And more than confident

But the cogs are turning, and