This is a song about "Turning 20"

Rarely seein, barely breathin turning purple,

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

I'm going insane, ever since yesterday my stomach has been turning,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Bumping me against the world, hello world, kendrick here

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

Because i'm turning over a new page,

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

When i get to warwick avenue

U look so down why your turning blue

I said i don’t give a fuck

Have heads turning on the scene, -what-

Realized it ain't for me now i'm turning on to rap

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

After party crib full of broads all naked

Quick turning into that cocky kid