This is a song about "Turning 18"

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

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Have heads turning on the scene, -what-

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

To keep your flame burning, your world turning,

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

Yo i'm turning back the time

Ain't recieved any mail

Turning up to that wale

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Turning you bitches to splatter

What is society turning into?

If only i could rap to you